A Winter Speaks Poem by Deb Panda
A Winter Speaks
“I would never die” –
The giant groaned a louder speech,
Little colors of diabolic day,
“Can never hide a flowers mark.”
“What they have spelled great? ”
In kindled lamp of steady hour,
To turn into back heights –
To a moaning night of suffer.
Only she can spark brightest,
To restore a life into dawn,
Where I’d have no crackers to dust –
With her formal look,
Her shadow will ever be down.
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