Human Blood

Yes, nature has its own color Seasons and changes are seen everywhere “Snow fall “is called beauty in valley As if blessed by an almighty The roads are full of snow Where to confine and where to go? Life is spread all over We need some shelter The life is turned into hell The snow may continuously fall It might be heavy or even heaviest We all witness the natural cruelty at its best The tourists are stranded The woes and anxiety is added Everybody wants to reach home It is picnic spot for some Somewhere gun fire is heard The militants have fired On unarmed policemen The snow easily rejects blood of human