Arctic Winter Poem by Leslie Xavier

Arctic Winter



It's all my fault, I agree;
my insecure heart making me fret.
I worry about what won't be,
about losing you to the miles.

Today I pester with my calls,
and untimely texts by the second.
I'm turning into a senseless dog,
circling around when not wanted at all.

I call you every now and then,
you pick up but wary sometimes, the voice I know.
I know I am pushing it now,
by haunting you with wasteful talks.

I message, the saddest ones;
every minute, to break the silence.
Deaf I am to your pleas,
I know I'm bugging, can't help it dear.

You're around now, near and dear;
but then dawn will take you away for sure.
You say you'll come back soon;
but I fear the Arctic Winter when you're gone..

You're there a dial tone away,
and talk I do a day without fail.
But the morn will bring a void I know,
when I slip back into a silent dome.

I text you and there's an answer now,
but a day after the words won't flow.
I worry about those days to come,
and slowly fall to be the annoying kind.

I live in the daylight now,
clear and pleasant with you around.
Tomorrow it'll be dark again,
Arctic winter setting in.

Bring in, it will the darkest days,
cold and chills - time will stand still.
Slowly I will slip away,
my heart turning cold as ice.

Bring in, it will nights of sleepless walks,
when I wander around, my mind numbed;
How long will this winter last,
till the sun returns, will you come back.

Yes, you say you will of course;
Yes, you say you're not going for good;
but still you are getting ready,
to take that trip you've always wanted.

Bitter pill I swallow with smiles,
as you belong to that world of love.
I am cursed to remain forever,
in a world where love just comes and goes.

This winter will take its toll,
my skin will go pale, my heart stale.
But I will keep alive my soul somehow,
and wait for you - for the summer time.

(I just can't see you, who's showered kindness and warmth, leave. Forgetting the sunshine days, the days of shared affection... Will you forget me, Will you come back. You always say you're not leaving but the insecure me repeats the question again and again, asking you again and again. I know I am slowly becoming distant like you said yesterday. Slowly fading away with my annoying ways. But it's all because of the fear I have inside of losing a loving soul..., a friend for life)

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