Seasons entwined

Oh what delight it must be.
The haze seemed to give away
Showers of water.
That what you longed for.
Unexpected seasons entwine.

The rain was your favorite.
The winter was mine.
Never did you think,
They'd come together.
Perhaps today was a miracle.

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21 January 2014.
Rain in winter.

A beggar's life

The existence of a woman, in an extreme condition. How each day, She may be provided for, with no shelter or money to get by. Thousands of lives are spent in this manner.

The frosty chills bit her

Shivering in anticipation

She knocks on the door

Wandering all day long

Has made her fragile and weak

A feeble knock resounds

She hears the creaking sound

Too dizzy to look up

She spreads out her hands

A rupee is placed on her palm

She bows in gratitude

Should suffice for a loaf of bread she thinks

To Carry on her feeble existence

Another day shall pass