Winter

The velvet feeling of the snow - a perfect numbness

I stare in the mirror at the world's best actress.

Pale skin, large eyes....full of subtle lies

Maybe this winter will change and neutralize

 

All the vices of this fake grace...

Why do his words goad my self-distaste?

I hate it when someone has this power over me...

Let the snow wash away this bad version and set me free

 

If you leave....will I finally be cured?

Will the arms of my affinity become inured?

Drifting apart from the rest of the rest...

This door is forever closing of in my chest

 

Way to similar with my life going fever

And my heart -helplessly trying to endeavor

But I can't reach peace...just cumulated sinter

Only prolonging my sufferings till the next winter.

 

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Levi Levin]

I enjoy poetry with a hint of nature intertwined. You did a superb job indeed!

[Ana B.]

Thank you LL :-)

[Levi Levin]

Your welcome Ana B. :)

[Dr. YumnaKay]

"I hate it when someone has this power over me...
Let the snow wash away this bad version and set me free"
I can relate to these lines.. This poem emanates hope as well as the realizition of being somewhat weakened.. You cast a beautiful imagination with your words which I like! Good work ☺

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much Yumma :)

[Dr. YumnaKay]

You're welcome, Ana ☺

[Kasey Nichole]

I was completely transported to winter while reading this. The imagery was amazing and I felt as if I was truly one with the words. Great job and amazing write. I love the forwardness and directness that this poem encompasses.

Great job!!

-K

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much Kasey :)

[mercy party]

sharp words when articulated like this can really give the reader a true sense of injury. You can't wear your game face forever.
This poem took some skills!

[Ana B.]

Thank you for this MP :)

[Dr. Wood ?]

each season in their way will leave deposits in the mind. Memories to mull over after the season ends. But WINTER is the queen of seasons. Beautiful and sometimes relentless and totally unforgiving. You took me there

[Ana B.]

Its how i see winter as well.Thank you for your thoughts Dr Wood. :)

[sinNsincerity]

Winter is a great time to take a pause and step back to analyze ourselves, especially how fast the world is moving these day. Thank you for allowing me to enter your mind Ana. Always a pleasure. Your fan- David.

[Ana B.]

I wrote this quite a while ago :)Amazing how different my thoughts are now. Thank you very much for stopping by, David. (finally....feels weird to call you Sin hahah)

[sinNsincerity]

I love to go back and read my old writing just to see how my mind and way of thinking and composing poems has evolved. Quite Magical!

[Ana B.]

Indeed, it's true. And my knowledge of the english knowledge was kinda still fresh...

[sinNsincerity]

Well, you have and are doing a superb job with your work. I have always admired your poems and will continue to watch you grow.

[Ana B.]

thank you very much David. As an admirer of your work, i really appreciate it. :)

[Giulia King]

Wonderful flow! I love the picture as well :)

[Ana B.]

Thank you, Gullia :)

[Giulia King]

You're welcome :)

[Asante]

I could almost vividly imagine these words lingering over an arctic breeze somewhere.
What one can't otherwise let go of, they may numb with the aura of Winter. Excellent piece, Ana. :)

Went a decent way back for this one, by the way, aha!

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much for the beautiful words Sante :) hahaha, aha indeed :)

[Adam Adams]

Seemed like a great tribute to winter!
Your choice of words's very beautiful & nicely matched with the perfectionism of your rhyme that I loved it the most!

"But I can't reach peace...just cumulated sinter
Only prolonging my sufferings till the next winter."

These lines've their own worth to be understood. It shows/reflects even the suffering's no longer but till end, it certainly is.. so the heart suffers what it has to, for no reason. What an insightful poetry you've come up with! Wonderful job!

[Ana B.]

thank you Adams, i often find inspiration from winter:)

[Terrence Chang]

I got a frost bite while reading this poem. Great write Ana. Keep posting

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much :)

[Terrence Chang]

Your welcome Ana