Snowflake on Christmas

White flake tufts all over
The aura seems befitting for beer
But I refrained from it a long ago
And no, I can’t with it further go.

Snow days are sweet to behold
Snowballs good game, good to hold,
Keeps one fully fun replete
What a Nature’s bestowal indeed.

See the days dance in white beauty
Clement weather, a cup of green tea
To lead but joyous day on the going
With musicals, sweet and deep listening.

Play with snow and fill days with delight
Days shall then go with beauty at sight
Merry shall the time of Christmas be
Nature’s gift how beautiful, see.

Copyright: Welkin Siskin

See Through All The Best

We voyage at the brines
Crossing our imaginative, ingenious lines,
To attain all mankind’s possibilities,
To harness our vision and our abilities.

We tread the skyline of bulky cloud,
And get into thickening shroud,
And merrily the heavens unfold,
Aisle of pearls and of gold.

We play time beautifully and we win
Life retrieved of bustle and din.
Crossing lifeline is hard for many
For many are paths uncanny.

See through as man the hardest of lane
To a zone, a heaven unseen reign.
Sing life at all cost and all times
Creating untold beauty, untold rhymes.

Copyright: Welkin Siskin

Design a site like this with WordPress.com
Get started