Monday, September 8, 2014

Last Winter

It never has snowed in winter here,
I wish someday it happens.
The morning turning blue,
The fog making sight unclear.
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Oh!! how much i love winters,
The numbness it brings along.
The shorter mornings,
And nights long.
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The mist all around,
Vapors to breath.
But it seems so uncertain now,
For what is abound.
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Memories of warmth of love,
The touch,the scent.
Slowly fading into the mist,
Forgetting the time spent.
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Dew on the leaves,
Starts drying.
Blood leaving the veins,
Lush green begins dying.
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It seems winter wont come,
To me it would be late.
The chaos that winter froze,
Has melted my fate.
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Echos of fire,
Wont be soothing.
Tears and fire,
Would be Fighting.
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Oh!My winter,
Where are you now?
I have started to loose,
Faith and beliefs vow.
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Grace me once more,
While i still can feel.
Your cold into my spine,
And let me heal.
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My wounds have gone deep,
And have turned black.
Stop this bleeding,
And wash its track.
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Wish you come early,
Before i fall asleep.
I am not strong enough,
For the promises i have to keep.
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Wish you come in haste,
Before it starts to pain.
Draw me cold,
Before i start to drain.
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These rains have burnt me,
Beyond my flesh and bones.
They have turned me hollow,
Sending me to gallows of unknowns.
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Oh!! My winter,
Where are you now?
.
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Alas you come,
I can feel.
Against my skin,
On the blade of steel.
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Cold runs though my spine,
As closer the blade you bring.
You came back to me,
As for the last i sing.
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Come back to me,
Before all.
And stop this pain,
Before it starts to crawl.
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But you came just in metal,
Betraying me to warm blood.
As you fall from my hands,
Spurring the red flood.
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Hand is red,
And lips are blue.
Oh!you came back,
For the last time and true.

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