Coldness of winter
And your silence
Both sting the skin of my solitude
Coldness of winter
And the fate of love
Both weaken the roots of my hope
Coldness of winter
And the numbness of words
Both break the flight of my thinking
I wish to escape
The season of stagnation
That slows the blood-flow of love.
Excellent poem, Nosheen, your first in almost three months! Welcome back!
December is the cruelest month, when even sun fails stand by our side. And moods swing, moon vanishes, and leafless oaks and elms paint a gloomy picture of love and life. Where has the spring vanished!
You told me to come back, but till now, no Nosheen to see. This poem is golden dear, so poetic and such a flow! 5 Stars TOP.
A beautiful creation, well conceived and nicely brought forth. Remain enriched....
Brilliant poem, Nosheen. Welcome back. Top score and onto myfav
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A magnificent poem! I mark you as a genuine poet. I am happy to find you back! Merry Christmas