New attempt..

It is generally a rare occasion for me to scribble a poem but I was unconventionally compelled to write one. My poem is tribute to people who saved me from dangers of skiing in pyrenees, France.

I call the title of this haiku "SNOW", here you go:

Strong in precipitation

Shines in light

Slid in a slippery slope

Shallow in sedative sleep

Shutters visibility in wind

Storms while in pressure but

Seduces while in pleasure indeed

Sight of a beautiful pearl

Sings sonnets in the clouds though

Suffers solitude in dark

Sensitive to summer

Sublime when it bursts also

Saturates when it falls, delicately

Slanderous to scandalous skiers, verily

Signorina too behaves like snow