B U Afnan


Cold - Poem by B U Afnan

Cold seeping in towards my soul.

Warmth dying as I see them pour,

cold ice, into their words of gold

Shards of ice break into these glasses of old

Silver remains, my mirror is gone

Images false, dance of the 'black swan'.

Cold. Cold.This world is cold!

It's warmth, is an illusion sold

Humans are dead, there are no mirrors left

The theft of reflections, by mirages deft.

Topic(s) of this poem: hate, humanity, love, poem, poetry, souls, words

Form: Verse


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 24, 2018

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 24, 2018


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