Bereft souls

spilleronsheet

Festivals around 

the season turning at its peak now

frozen are my feet

numb the fingers

wonder what I write around

 

the season of gifts

the weather of surprises

the friends gonna meet 

though the pandemic 

made us distance apart

but the sticky fingers glued

as the screens connected the distanced souls

 

packing the gifts

turning a santa

a child who waited with stockings

never knows would wait for Santa 

or should turn a santa

 

with season freezing at peak

the roads swept

with those who laid

under the bare sky

 

wonder will warm milk 

bring warmness to the distraught souls

 

 

Maybe festivals are at peak

for some seasons don’t turn around

new year approaching soon 

yet for some its just adding a candle to life 

 

what season

what festival 

calls the heart inside 

bereft some souls dry

 

 

  • Author: spilleronsheet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 11th, 2021 13:18
  • Comment from author about the poem: Many a poets and many a friend of mine, truly reflected on this part..inking the sheets and shedding light…poets are really eyes of God reading the wounded souls around…a big thanks to all lovely poets around…
  • Category: Sad
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  • woundedheart

    Bittersweet tones but beautifully penned ✌

    • spilleronsheet

      Thanks dear reader
      Some medicines essential but hard to gulp

    • Neville


      I'm gonna take the easy option and just echo what woundedheart just posted about this your very lovely & most recent posting ............ Neville

      • spilleronsheet

        Thanks dear Neville
        Hope you liked it

        • Neville



          ................................................................................................... I did 🙂

        • Rozina

          Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem.

        • Goldfinch60

          Such an emotive write spilleronsheet.

          Andy

        • orchidee

          Good write S.

          • spilleronsheet

            Thanks a lot orchi
            On way to church
            Pray for me
            Why am I always asking this
            I guess I think Almighty shall hear you sooner than me

            • orchidee

              He will hear you too - anyone in fact! 🙂

              • spilleronsheet

                Yep
                Thanks Orchi

              • Lorna

                The sad side of the holiday season is what I read here SOS. Great job.....

                • spilleronsheet

                  Thanks dear Lorna
                  It just struck me
                  And at mps I realised we don’t need to hide our emotions
                  Cause we have lovely poets and readers here

                • Paul Bell

                  Probably in our human existence, the last two years have been the worse, and going into next year doesn't look to be any better. Maybe a time to rejoice, which may sound strange, but as humans, that what we do.

                  • spilleronsheet

                    Things aren’t good
                    Things may not be good
                    But since the now is a gift so it’s called present
                    Then we shall live it as it’s best
                    Who knows what tomorrow stores for us

                  • Garth Rakumakoe

                    Not all gifts come wrapped in a box. Some are just words that speak to hearts. This piece is one such.

                    • spilleronsheet

                      And your comment made this poetry so special
                      It is one of the kindest and the most beautiful appreciation
                      It won’t be wrong to say that I feel elated now
                      Thanks a lot dear reader



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