The Snowman Poem by Farshid Rezaee

------------There-------------
-----------I can see------------
-----------An icy figure-----------
----------Short and plump----------
----------Is standing, brooding---------
---------Alone, proud and pleased---------
---------His coaly eyes wink at me---------
--------His carrot nose stiff in the air---------
--------His cold cruel gaze upon me---------
--------Threatening me with harsh---------
---------Freezing breezes of his----------
----------Lungs, his hands-----------
----------Cannot be seen-----------
-----------May be in his-----------
----------Hidden pockets, -----------
----------Devising some evil----------
---------Malicious scheme to grab---------
---------My fragile soul, vulnerable as --------
-------A delicate rose in tornado’s embrace-------
------I cannot see its feet, perhaps hidden in the------
------Earth, digging a trap or a hole to bury my flesh-----
-----Now bereft of breath, or pounding the snow beneath----
----Reminding me of the fleeting moments which pass by----
-----To bring that dreadful scene, hailing me with the icy-----
-----Arrows, wound me with frozen spears, crucify me-----
------On the snowy cross, and I, deafened by creepy-----
-------Howling of wolfish fluffy flakes, burning-------
-------With the faintest flames of desire for life, ------
-------Take the dying torch and rush to see -------
-------The last drops of the melting snowman-------