A Poem for Winter


Winter is a maniac; it is a demoniac.

The plants that once bloomed get consumed by Winter’s cold heart;

The creatures of the land run away and hide away while the birds fly away

And as for the people, they simply become feeble.


Winter freezes up the well of liquid love from the Father above

Causing the hearts of many to wax cold and develop ice inside their souls

Winter blows away all the love that’s in the air

Causing people to be stuck in despair


Winter is a snowman that makes the land no mans’ land

He releases black ice from his black heart

Winter is a psycho and a sicko who makes people sick

His stone-cold heart is something no-one can understand


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