Ode To Victor Hugo (62) winter Poem by Freeyad Ibrahim
Ode To Victor Hugo (62) winter
Winter
by Freeyad Ibrahim
No warmth
No light
No midday
Morning merging into evening
Fog
Twilight
Nothing to be clearly seen
through the misted window
The sky becomes a grating
The day a cellar
The sun a poor man at the door
The terrible winter season
which turns the rain from Heaven
And the hearts of man to stone
Freyad Hugo
Ducht writer, novelist, poet
Thursday, December 9, 2021
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