Winter's Feet Poem by lalitha iyer

Winter's feet is full of cracks
bleeding she labours without breaks;

she harbours pain and undue strains
she wombs in groans and aches;
what seasons shall sprout in Springs

her wrinkles are her worries for Spring's seeds
her silence is full of apprehensive eloquence
her foggy physique veils from aliens
her babbies destined to bloom in coloured seasons

Barren and childless
stuttering and shivering with chillness
ugly and alone, dark and distant
she simple and unproductive,
her beauty wrapped up deep within
for apparent onlookers she an unwanted urchin

the feet of Winter fests with parched hearts
her gloomy looks and graceless nights
killing wishes her numbed passions
she cuts icing life frozen cold.