O month of sweet and sour memories
You bring snow to wash all worries.
You bend branches with cold burden
Wafts of fog sway them all a sudden.
White western Queen comes to defeat
Golden bright King of east to beat.
Past is present, present is past
Vast is narrow, narrow is vast.
Gray haired Year breathes last
The shroud of snow on it is cast.
Trembling tears fall down from trees
When they are slightly jerked by breeze.
Nature is stunned by Sky's frown
All things seem gloomy and cast down.
D for death, D for December
Forget all but, it remember.
D for draw, D for December
Draw life from death, it remember.
D for door, D for December
Some come, some go, it remember.
D for drink, D for December
Life's sweet and sour, it remember.
D for doom, D for December
Live lively dear, it remember.
D for deep, D for December
Surface deceives, it remember.
D for drive, D for December
Life is a hike, it remember.
It's a beautiful celebration of winter and a good manipulation of letter D. I feel a sudden shift in thought after couplet 7, if you had moved in the same way to the end, it might have been more interesting but just my suggestion, it's a nice write.
yes it surely does! December is a poetic month in this regard! a nice poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I agree with Jasmeen Khan'scomment about sudden shift. Death and doom seem out of place among pleasant feelings.