Frosty mornings, chilly nights,
Karachi’s winter, a gentle delight.
Crisp air whispers, leaves crunch beneath,
Nature’s slumber, a peaceful breath.
In this season of calm and rest,
We find warmth in love and nest.
So wrap up tight, and breathe it in,
Winter’s chill, a gentle kin.
Softly falls the winter dew,
On Jamshed Road, a quiet hue.
Students huddle, stories share,
In classrooms warm, laughter they dare.