the Christmas lights
and the snow so white
when the mountains abide
under the wings of the Most High
the heavenly mist
adorning the hills
and the morning dew,
my window sill
an infamous mirror
of the lake on freeze
spotless cotton
gliding down the eerie trees
the flakes on my hair
they're prettier than fairy dust
no longer the sun's glare
it's singing hymns at the dusk
the faint sunlight finds my eyes
i don't know if I shiver
by cold or the beauty that lies
in seamless majesty of the skies
The seamless majesty of the skies
So I said I'll write an another poem about how I love winter and I took so long lol but yeah... This is the one.
Winter is just... It has so much nostalgia and I believe it's because of many unforgettable events of my life which happenend in winter. So it's possible that everyone doesn't feel like it. I just love winter all over.
Someone said in my last poem that winter has great metaphoric value and yeah... That's what I wanna say. It does.
Okay here's a question
What do you like about winter? Or do you even like it at all? Lol
BINABASA MO ANG
Locked Up
Poetry❝How naive of me To think that the Devil would show up With demons and horns And everything opposite of joy . He being the deceiver he is Had the most beautiful eyes And everything which convinced me I'm home ❞ || welcome...
