Centuries etched in frost, a timeless sigh,
Love's ember glows, beneath a frozen sky.
December's chill, a mirror to the heart,
Yearning's echo, a poignant work of art.
Awaiting love, a dream, a distant shore,
A fragile hope, forevermore.
The wind's lament, a mournful, haunting tune,
Beneath the moonlit night, love's promise blooms.
In silent nights, where shadows softly creep,
A soul yearns, lost in slumber's sleep.
Awaiting dawn, a love's sweet reprise,
A tender kiss, beneath the winter skies.
-Rashid Ali Ghazipuri