In summer we shatter into pieces of grief
In autumn we decay as a fallen leaf

Mizzling rain that dribbles down begrimed window pane
Binds me to the chain of an old memory lane

Making balance betwixt two way traffic of solace and pain
like cold blooded amphibians and fishes that are tame

Sheperd that stands on the bridge betwixt life and death
Playing flute with petrichor emanating through breath

Taste of green chillies burn,bloom of lillies bewilder
Come,as the new rainbow,as the rebuilder

In winter we melt as white sheet of snow ,and disappear
and again we condense like colourless water,and reappear

In spring we renew with heather, hopes and flowers
to fly our kites high above clouds and showers


©aamir khan