quietly, coldness creeps
as the frost grows close
blanketing all with white
warm breath leaves a trail
whisperings of goodbyes
left abandoned shivering,
freezing alone in the night.
bringing a piercing sting
cold has crept bitterly in
turning this heart to ice
hallowed, becoming numb
frostbitten, it slowly cracks
frigid life begins dripping
crimson bled darkness
painfully breaks through
regretfully staining icy frost,
chilling the desolate soul.
released glistening tears
rains over the broken heart
lost and laying forgotten
in darkness forever frozen.
I hate hate hate hate hate hate the cold. It's one of the most awful feelings I can imagine. And that's why these metaphors resonate so much with me. Well done once again. :)
This Poem Is Great! Your Word Choice Made It So The Reader Can Envision The Surroundings Without You Having To Describe Them Fully, And Set A Feel That Matched The Tone Of What You Wrote.10 :)
i am absolutly loving this poem.every time i read it im blown away an actually get the chills! a great write. out of 1-10 u get an 11000000000 :)
A haunting wind travels across the surface of my soul, The footsteps of death gain ground with every weary step, Eyes of grey fill with the tears of the condemned, My soul screams out pleading for mercy, Yet the spectre of death has won this race, That soul scream has become my last breath, I sleep entwined forever, heart, mind, body and soul... Death is but a moment... But life is merely the blink of an eye... Why waste that blink yearning for that moment... I love your poems... I hope one day to see you write of rainbows and unicorns... Fantastic write...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your words always amaze me, always make me see the world from a different view, and I feel so much in every word you let fall onto the pallet of your soul...Blessings..n...hugs...DeVa