The Fallen Snow

The fallen snow
Covers what once exposed

Hide what once shown

By revealing its pure, white beauty

That makes people crazy in sanity.
The fallen snow

Makes hundred minds ponder

Makes thousand hearts wonder

Worry, anxiety, fear appear.
What if..

What if the snow stops falling?

What if the snow stops showering

The beauty once admired will fade

The purity once worshiped will shade

Though it is temporary

But definitely not a facade. 
Hope that will always linger

To reconnect what was lost in the winter.

Illya Syaheera, Selangor