I know already a week has passed in October, several poems & musings have been trashed in October. I stay in my balcony, waiting for the arrival of winters yet the autumn's essence hasn't passed in October. Looking at the hourglass, I see sand copying the leaves, this ruthless time seems to pass too fast in October. Mood swings happen with red carpets all around by nature, great attention of poets is ammased in October. My voice recorder is filled with my gibberish all over, by my singing practise, my house is harassed in October. Letters and hand-written haikus aren't your thing, Scarlet yet this lockdown has surpassed them in October. My #October_ghazal 🖤 First ghazal for #fifth_verse #eternal_lives #aestheticthoughts #paidstory #ghazal Harsh Snehanshu Inspired by you, sir. 💙