He hated the frosty bitterness,
As his blue veins were clasped by
The numbness that winter offers.
To him, it was like falling through
A bottomless pit, where coldness
Eagerly enveloped his body with
The shroud of dark dead hopes.
It was season of depression then.
But on one chilled silent morning,
His eyes saw the girl of his dream
Standing on white carpet of frost,
Catching snow flakes, an icy drop
Touched her soft lilac lips lightly,
Making his aroused heart to melt
All of the ices with burning desire.
Warmth came back in his senses,
Heart awakened from drowsiness
By the sunny glance of her eyes,
That let him fell in love with winter.
It is the season of affection now.
Desperately waiting for winter to arrive...........great imagery. Loved it.
Wonderful love with winter forms the wise imagery in this interesting poem shared. Sunny eyes in glance of winter speaks about this wise poem.....10
Life is all about hope, very well depicted....Thanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The winter is arriving. Kolkota is growing romantic everyday.