gone are the days...

Gone are the days when winters were pleasant

For the rich, poor or the peasant...

Though the days are still short

And we got longer hours to snort

But who wants them now

With the chilling days

And the freaking cold nights in a row

We can no more bask in the sun

For most of the times there isn’t one

That shines and glistens

But no one listens

Gone are the days when winters were pleasant

For the rich, poor or the peasant

It’s gloomy and dull

Putting its victims to lull

But they say it’s romantic

Though all it makes me is frantic

What they fail to understand

It’s just not sweet to snuggle

When all that goes inside is a big struggle

Fighting with the cold

And with the clothes multifold

Gone are the days when winters were pleasant

For the rich, poor or the peasant

I wish to live and breathe

Without the tattering teeth

Or the unending sheath

That unfailingly lies beneath

I wish to play and have fun

In the morning shinning sun

I hate this weather change

Arrives leaving me all estrange

Gone are the days when winters were pleasant

For the rich, poor or the peasant

O Dear God

I pray to thee

That the winters skedaddle

Coz it seems like a saddle

The weigh I can’t bear

And it’s making me impair

So please listen to my prayer

Coz it’s causing me sheer despair

Gone are the days when winters were pleasant

For the rich, poor or the peasant...