Fog Everywhere

You are spread all over,
To see nothing is left over.
You have covered the atmosphere,
Like a mother is hugging her child.
I can't see anything as you are here,
Go away and stop making me blind.

I know that you come every winter evening,
But what's the need to stay till morning?
You prevent the clothes to dry,
Is it your way to make every mother cry?
You comes like rain in the evening,
And goes like vapour in the morning.

As you falls on the vehicles,
Children love to write names on them.
They don't leave anything starting from cars to cycles,
They feel like it was their money and fame.
They enjoy every part doing it.
They loves erasing and cleaning it.