Winter, winter, how I feel your icy touch
The earth is under your freezing clutch
I hear the roar of gales from far
The sky is overcast without a single star
Icicles hang from the boughs of leafless trees
Nowhere can one spot the buzzing summer bees
Birds sit with wings drooping in their woody nests
From our sight, have departed all the beasts
Trees stand sleeping in the biting cold
And the sun has lost its sheen of gold
From nowhere comes the song of a single bird
On the slopes, none can sight the grazing herd
Roof tops are crusted with flakes of snow
Which the sun with sharp beams alone can thaw
Piles of snow lie heaped on the barren ground
And the entire Earth in a sea of ice drowned
Busy streets and pavements are now lying bare
People stay indoors and to go out, they hardly dare
The rodents have gone into hibernation in their ditch
And life altogether has gone out of pitch
In the smiting chill of a dreadful wintry night
When even through our bones, we feel the cold bite
How we like to sit cocooned beside the hearth
Sipping a cup of steaming tea in rising mirth
In such quiet hours, one can peruse into the pages of tomes
That will transport you to enchanting magical zones
Or engage in a hearty chat with friends and family
Thus turning even the bleakest hours, sweet and lively
Busy streets and pavements are now lying bare People stay indoors and to go out, they hardly dare We went through it for past few months. This winter was severe. More snow on the east coast amounting to several feet. Power lost and travel all paralyzed. However there are those who enjoy skiing. Snow is welcome for them. Melting snow keeps the ground wet in the months following to let plants grow fast. Your beautiful poem captures many aspects winter beautifully. Thank you.
Winter beautifully painted with vivid observations of the change in nature and people as they all readjust to a colder spell of weather that brings inspiration for family gatherings or reading books to enchant us in front of a blazing fire!
One of the best winter poems I have ever read....Valsa.......really nature comes alive with your wonderful writing ........amazing......10
The last line of the poem was the real icing on the cake. In spite of the gloominess that winter casts, life still can be made sweet and warm!
Part - 1 How sky is overcast without stars, how a person feels icy touch of winter, and how a poet or poetess hears the roar of gales from far have been so touchingly inscribed by you. Watching Nature is one of your passions is well justified here in this poem. You have drawn a vivid picture of the
Part - 2 crowdless city in winter's morning as.." Busy streets and pavements are now lying bare / People stay indoors and to go out, they hardly dare / The rodents have gone into hibernation in their ditch / And life altogether has gone out of pitch. Marvelous work.
Passions of nature! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Winter poem is superb, wonderful observation, thanks a lot mam.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's a wonderful description of winter. Enjoyed it.