Two Winters Poem by Yasmin Khan
Two Winters
Winter comes, steam from coffee and soup
Soothes the mind, comfort the heart;
Aroma of roasted pistachio and peanuts,
Heating, blankets, duck-feathers,
Warmth of the ones who are closed
All make a crisp winter to yearn for.
Chilly tents, cruel winds, biting cold,
Shivering bodies with bruised hands,
Food with no steam, silent cries coming
From frozen lips and benumbed mouths
All make a bleak winter to ward off.
I live in a city where two winters
exist side by side.
Brilliant poem about two different viewpoints from people with money and people without money in the winters chill! !
Loved this beautiful poem that portrays a picture of contrast. 'I live in a city where two winters exist side by side.' - But all city dwellers do not see this. You need a poet's eyes and heart to see and feel the contrast. A well written poem on a well chosen subject.
a great sequence of similies. so well written with nice images of winter. nice work
lovely and apt portrayal of a painful and heart wrenching situation... written and conceived very well
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 11:57:45 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The winter in England never seems to stop. A great poem.