#Waiting_For_The_Snowfall ******* This is the only dead nation That enjoys Allah's wrath They believe dry winters Potent therapy to their lands Wanting hustle and bustle thrive Through out the year in Bazaars Though that's a need too Accidents of this negligence and antithesis Happens to happen Against every season Winters without precipitation and snowfall With an ill hope that Springs bloom And Summers cloudy, cold and full of rain And the Fall with elephantine harvest Richness of science and hollow reason But they remain forever fools Our good, great ancestors Where better equipped with rationality Sapiens of this wise era Say... thank God it didn't snow at all It is not raining in March and April When the water bodies dry and leaves wilt This deformed species begin to wail Without any sorry and consideration Upon the ethereal glow that spread on their faces During the dry winters and now when The wrath elongated into the Spring Bountifulness of Summers came to halt Weak waterbed couldn't beatify Sun-baked canopies. Everything around us is designed With a divine plan Imagine how ugly it would be If a girl bear mustaches Or a boy gets girly voice So every season has its own grace Snowy Winter and Springs raining Hot Summer but dry Autumn Is that divine plan And how can a man of clear wisdom Consider himself at solace When everything is at odds. ©Kawsar Khalil