OCTOBER Don't warn me, October, of your changing hue, For I await December's snow, pure and true. In that frosty night, a cup of Kahva I seek, While you leave me alone, merciless and bleak. I yearn for a lamp, to fill her cup with care, Under clay lamp's dim light, a trust we share. Though electricity may falter, fail to ignite, I offer presence and laughter in this endless night. Alas, my cup is broken, beyond repair, But I offer what I can, my love and my flair. Amidst this thirst and cold, I seek solace within, Hoping to warm her heart, and banish the din. Oh, my kangri, did she truly embrace you tight? Or am I lost in dreams, where love takes flight? Don't warn me, October, for I long for December's glow, A cup of Kahva, a love to cherish, as winters bestow. ©Razi Tahir #october #razitah