I smell the fragrance of festivity.
I smell the fragrance of peace.
Somehow, I find serendipity
Even during the freeze.
Maybe, I should have a cup of coffee
But oh! Not so much that it affects me adversely
And raises the level of anxiety
In my mind, spreading throughout my body.
Or should I grab a book
Just to take a look
Or should I let it stay just there,
Its cover becoming cold with the mist in the air?
How should I spend the most of these moments?
Should I write or should I rest?
Maybe, I should keep doing what I am
I will think about these ‘should’ s at another point of time.