Winter Depression Poem by Bruno Bloodsworth
Winter Depression
In the cold of winter
Darkness falls hard and cruel.
No words stood, no words full
No warmth at all, nothing is beautiful.
The snow has made everything still
So that even the wind has fell silent.
The trees stand like hollow shells
Their limbs bare and bereft of life.
In the winter darkness
A crime scene lies frozen in time.
Blood and footprints in the snow
Betray the length of what has happened here.
Congratulations Bruno for the Poem of the day. Adding it to my favourites too.
Without the warmth of sunshine, winter creates depression. Top score.
A lovely poem. So true, in winter everything seems frozen in time. No warmth, only stillness, darkness and limbs bereft of any vitality.
Most deserving Member Of The Day Poem. CONGRATS, Bruno! TOP Marks!
A fantastic poem, wonderfully mastered. TOP Marks for the writer/ poet of this meaningful poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Most important poem to give outlet to one's depressed inner