Ode To Victor Hugo-78 the Miserable-Winter Poem by Freeyad Ibrahim

WINTER

By Freeyad Ibrahim

In winter nothing is radiant
No warmth
No light
No midday
Morning merging into evening
Fog
Twilight
Nothing to be clearly seen
through the misted window
The sky had become 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 heart of man to stone


Freyad Hugo
Author, Writer
September,2022
The Netherlands