Dilli Ki sardi

My ode to winter of delhi

As winter takes full bloom …I
Delhi dawns to a morning of indolence &gloom …..II

Dew drops on leaves appear as pearls in a green shell ….I
Misty mornings transport you to heaven, and if you happen to be
Astmatic then hell …..II

Roads are deserted, parks devoid of human cacophony …..I
Students holidaying, which makes the parents loony ….II

As the sun peeps stealthily around noon ……I
People throng terrace & balconies to
Bathe in the warmth of celestial boon ……..II

Winters are a perfect excuse to hog the delicacies of Delhi ….I
Butter & tandori chicken, kababs are some of the options to
Get that pot belly …II

Dusk transcends, the sun goes down ………I
It gets really chilly, but we don’t frown …….II

As college festivals usher, euphoria rules ….I
Youngsters galore, dance away the winter blues ….II

Drunken revelry , bacchanalian are the norm …..I
Unless of course you are a book worm ….II

As Nyx descends, Delhizens head to the blankets & quilt …..I
Glued to the daily soaps, with pocket full of peanuts &
Almonds , they enjoy to the hilt ….II

But all is not hunky dory ….I
There are thousands who sleep on the streets,
Freezing with no one to worry …II