Snow falls down on a winter’s night, while the cold winters wind blows from the east. Enchanting is must seem to see such a cold and hollow night with very little light from the stars above. Lost it seems are the summer days ago, when there was life all around. Tall blades of grass growing along the riverbanks, while the butterflies fly, the animals run, and the crickets cricketing in the evening time. Now reduce to nothing, no resemblance of life, no green grass growing, no animals to be seen, just the ground blanketed with snow and a cold hollow wind for a chorus. This barren frozen land, how beautiful you seem to me, such a haunting reflection.
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Author:
Nodine40 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 26th, 2016 12:04
- Comment from author about the poem: This is a poem that I wrote last night, though it describes a place it is actually a reflection of how I once felt and I how I feel now.
- Category: Reflection
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WELCOME NODINE ~ Thanks for a beautifully written first poem. You perfectly describe the Summer and Winer of your LIFE. Summer indeed speaks of a vibrant and pulsating LIFE while Winter (despite its shimmering beauty) is LIFELESS ! Thank for sharing we are all reading between your elegant lines ~ Yours BRIAN
Thank you Brian for those kind words, I look forward to reading your poetry as others.
Awesome write
Great job...very well written first poem
Thank you Tony36 and Jeff, I aprreciate the compliment. I have written poetry in the past, but I have never posted any of it. I know tomorrow I am going to post one that I wrote 16 years ago. I call it purgatory
A nice metaphor for how you felt and then feeling now.
Thank you Augustus
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