wandering in the clouds
just a mist of past
above and inside me
blink will change it all
winter on the doorstep
eyes on the december
tearing words will say it all
all like black
smile and make it
Syed Tallat Hussain Shah from Abbotabad on December 09, 2018:
Miebakagh Fiberesima from Port Harcourt, Rivers State, NIGERIA. on October 11, 2018:
Hi, there, I agree with both Faiza and M Umar, the poem is okay and beautiful. I am not a poet. But as I read short poems, I am inclined to composed a good piece some day. I have written down such, but still reviewing it to make it an actual reality. You are all welcomed. Thank you, and have a nice time on HubPages.
Umar from Pakistan on October 11, 2018:
Faiza on October 10, 2018:
tayyabanaeem1996 (author) on October 10, 2018:
Thanks, glad you liked it
Miebakagh Fiberesima from Port Harcourt, Rivers State, NIGERIA. on October 10, 2018:
Hello, tayyaban...1996, it is good to share your innermost thoughts in poetry form. Grant the fact that winter is associated with December, the season brings with it its many variations in the changing vegetations.
Yes, green, red, blue, and black, and others follow. The mood of our mind likewise will evolve with emotional changes anger, happy, calm, serene, and so on. Yes, our moods changes. Thank you.