The cool and chilling winter winds,
that whistle round my mind.
Are oh so unforgiving,
as my thoughts start to unwind.
Of bitter pent up memories,
and visions from the past.
The spinning, churning turmoil,
around me shadows cast.
For darkness comes to haunt me,
and will not let me go.
It tortures waking moments,
and sleep, it comes so slow.
So i try to shake theses winter winds,
that whistle round my mind.
And stop my life from running off,
and leaving me behind.
Heath Gunn
This is a fantastic poem. Great rhyme and meter. Only two small things detract, both in line thirteen (unlucky number?) : 1) You should always capitalize the word I when referring to yourself. 2) There is such as word as THESES (It's the plural of THESIS) but I think in this case you meant to say THESE. Again, wonderful poem and congratulations on having it selected as Poem of the day!
Hi Kim, many thanks for your kind review. I've tried to change the errors a couple of times but they don't stay in
It's really mind blowing! It chilled my mind and unwind my thoughts too!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Cool and chilling winter winds will soon be replaced with soothing breeze of spring; nothing is for ever....
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