Our Cold Times Poem by Eduard Alexandru Popescu

A symphony of ice and snow
With screams of a thousand crows
Have reached my summer soul
And now they lay siege with cold

My eyes used to be restless flames
Dare look: the icy shards they have become
And my lips which used to be firestorms
Are now the cries of Suns unborn

I used to warm you with my kindred hands
Yet now they are skin-covered wastelands
How did my breath chilled came to be
When it used to caress like a burning wind over the sea?

Darling, help me come back to life
Fear not of this gruesome strife
Silence the symphony of ice and snow
And sing to me the song of life: your echo