December Delight❄️🌲

Some are on the verge of making  decisions,

Some were just living their  simple life,

Some were just watching the scenes;

Some were drinking their black coffee;

Some were gifting a Titan watch for her.

Some were arguing iPhone is the best.

Some bought flowers for her, which is surreal;

Some were lying about their marks;

Some were obsessed with someone;

Some were born to love someone;

Some were blessed with risk;

Some were all my prayers worked;

Some were that she wanted him forever;

Some were, she wanted to beat him;

Some were she ruled him out of nowhere;

Some were. She lost in loving him;

Some have no places to visit anymore,

Some are paying their home a visit.

Some have included them in an array,

Some are overwhelmed, tray in the gray.

Some have lost their confidence in the air,

Some have regained their claws from flaws.

Some are enjoying the climatic rainfall.

Some are holding their breath for survival.

Some are in love with the love of their life;

Some are in the middle of the breakdown,

Some have the last month of the year,

Some have the hope of 30 days.

Some have the intention of living longer;

Some hate to blink second by second.

Some are doing the prayers in layers.

Some are living in prayer for themselves;

Some are doubting something they never should.

Some are blindly believing what they see;

Some cares, some are rare, that's not fair;

Some should be treated as bare; 

Some are inviting the snowfairy.

Some are requesting the snow to be fair.

Some are waking up with flowers ;

Some never see those towers;

Some are good, some are bad,some are pretty;

Some should be treated with highness.

Some should be held with kindness;

Some should be respected with mindfulness.

Some should be cared for with calmness.

Some should be trusted with trueness;

Some should not shouted with aggressiveness.

Some should be named as Some.

Some know the meaning of the poem;

Some know the meaning of a poet;

Some know what a poet does to a poem.

Some people cause something for you.

Some words come and sum up the bonding.

Some are rings, but a ring with his name is art.

Some are peaches, but a peach colour dress holds memories.

Some were between fights, and  started to love each other more.

Some perfumes will forever smell good even after their emptiness.

Some are germs, and some are gems, and now the gem of gem is mine.