Haiku - The Cold Poem by Paul Warren

Haiku - The Cold

Rating: 5.0


Cold seeps through my clothes
My nose is red and moutashe wet
And my breath is visible.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Friday, July 1, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: haiku
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Subhas Chandra Chakra 01 July 2016

Cold seeps through my clothes My nose is red and moutashe wet And my breath is visible. A visible description of winter days that chills the whole existence. Nice poem dear young poet. 10 for the poem. Thanks. Subhas

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Paul Warren

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ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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