Just Bliss

As the Weather’s now changing

Such as spinning wheel’s moving

Autumn leaves all over scattering

As if on our heads sky’s juddering

Let’s all to the skies go sauntering

Blue sky is hence looks fascinating

Why the nights are that wakeful

Whose love keeping me wakeful?

Yellow blossoms are nowhere seen

Time’s habitually changes unseen

The heart rhythms in its chamber

As if someone’s silently saunter