The landscape seemed like chalk and cheese
Shuddering in the icy breathe of wind
Everything was crying out for some shade
That vanished on grounds of unfriendly cold breeze.
As I walked along the white cover,
My old foot prints got filled to the brim.
Happiness was short lived,restored by
Some realm of cold reasoning.
The undressed green bottle trees were
Now dressed in silvery ivory
Birds chirping, chattering in their moods
And solitude accompanying me to my roots.

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