The cold is settled, deep in me
My thoughts are numb, beneath
the heaps of snow
There are no stories in the skeletal trees,
no songs in the frozen lakes
What should I write?
What should I sing?
Everything is buried in a fog,
the past, the present, and the future
I can barely discern, my vision is overcast
No flowers grow from depths of heart,
no birds fly in damp thoughts
I'm lost in a winter haze,
wandering through a misty maze
The earth is cold, the sky is grey
I'm digging,
I'm digging into the ice-land
For words, for songs
For thoughts, for dreams.
Nosheen Irfan © 2016
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A simply beauty there is in your poem.....liked it....thank you for sharing :)
I am digging into the ice land..... sweet poetic expression. A beautiful poem...top score.
The earth is cold, the sky is grey I'm digging, I'm digging into the ice-land For words, for songs For thoughts, for dreams.......so touching and impressive. A beautiful poem on winter nicely executed,10.
I'm lost in a winter haze, wandering through a misty maze The earth is cold, the sky is grey................. Beautiful lines! This is how we feel at times! But sure you will behold brighter visions beyond the haze. Enjoyed reading this beautiful poem!
A nice metaphor, apparently it's a description of an icy winter but in fact the lines of this poem are frozen sighs on emptiness of life. A beautiful poem.
Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper, That we may record our emptiness. — Kahlil Gibran The ice will melt, the birds will sing and so does your pen will dance to the tune of your thoughts. Till then enjoy the solitude. Beautiful poem... I can feel the emptiness...10 without a second thought.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Digging in winter is not always fun but it develops disciple that can propel us from good to great! This fact has been nicely expressed in your poem!