Poetic Verses
Season's Change
Oh! What a different atmosphere is there at the Christmas season
It is quite apparent that there has been some form of transformation
To see people all fixed, impatient and stressed for some time
Now looking as though something new has take over their mind
Places too, that looked as though they were long forgotten
How suddenly have been given a facelift, and are now brightened
Also so that man who spent most of the year lying in the gutter
Has changed his demeanor, and attire now looked so smart and dapper.
The city and shopping too seems to have certainly come alive
With people chatting, buzzing around like bee in a hive
So happy as they walk around partially blinded with parcels as they cross the street
But yet have to greet their friends as they hugged as they meet.
It is amazing how people spend most of the year living like Scrooge
But in the season those pocket bowel become very loose
As that regular effluence of cash, flow into those merchants' stash
Who later are as triumphantly smiling as to that banks they dash.
But what is such a delight whilst walking on the street at nights
There is such a variety and wonderful patter depicted by the lights
Some flash to music, other to a time sometimes so enigmatic
Thus cultivating that feeling within, that is certainly so ecstatic
The season too makes everyone suddenly become singer
You can hear them sing merrily carols by the corner
Somehow there is no time to bother about the rendition
That seem to be more tolerant a blessing of the season
On the specified day too there is so much jubilation
As people go to church to celebrate that first occasion
How those churches get swell but some first time members of the congregation
Who make some very significant contributions to the collection?
It is quite apparent that there has been some form of transformation
To see people all fixed, impatient and stressed for some time
Now looking as though something new has take over their mind
Places too, that looked as though they were long forgotten
How suddenly have been given a facelift, and are now brightened
Also so that man who spent most of the year lying in the gutter
Has changed his demeanor, and attire now looked so smart and dapper.
The city and shopping too seems to have certainly come alive
With people chatting, buzzing around like bee in a hive
So happy as they walk around partially blinded with parcels as they cross the street
But yet have to greet their friends as they hugged as they meet.
It is amazing how people spend most of the year living like Scrooge
But in the season those pocket bowel become very loose
As that regular effluence of cash, flow into those merchants' stash
Who later are as triumphantly smiling as to that banks they dash.
But what is such a delight whilst walking on the street at nights
There is such a variety and wonderful patter depicted by the lights
Some flash to music, other to a time sometimes so enigmatic
Thus cultivating that feeling within, that is certainly so ecstatic
The season too makes everyone suddenly become singer
You can hear them sing merrily carols by the corner
Somehow there is no time to bother about the rendition
That seem to be more tolerant a blessing of the season
On the specified day too there is so much jubilation
As people go to church to celebrate that first occasion
How those churches get swell but some first time members of the congregation
Who make some very significant contributions to the collection?
