Saima Rashid
I live in the valley of reveries and dreams
It has beauty beyond as it seems
When the drizzling snow touches my face
More it is enjoyable depending on its pace
Valley of white provides a sparkling sight
May its pureness suppress that eternal fight
When it snows, valley appears to be at peace
May this season make the conflicts to cease
Sky turns white as if upper layer of milk
One gets fascinated, wishes to cover it with silk
Not only humans but trees enjoy it too
Every branch spreads its arms believe me they do
In the absence of Mum, I swallow its few bites
It is myth sheen makes more layers at nights
Collect a handful of sheen in a glass
Add some sugar and milk according to your class
Enjoy the pure ice cream without consuming money
That ice cream is not as pure which you enjoy in sunny
Every year Kashmiri’s wait eagerly for this sheen
No matter whether the fellow is old or teen
(Saima Rashid, is an undergraduate student of mass communication and multimedia production at Govt college for women MA Road Sgr)