A Thought for Tomorrow

Joy and mirth!Carols and rhymes!

"Bring forth the cakes and pies.."

"Dear ones come gather 'round,

Spare no moment to disguise."

 

The mother's voice, was followed hence,

With glee and jolly pride.

"Loved be Winter! 'Tis no pretense,

In you the Springs confide!"

 

Toasts for tomorrow,within luminous halls..

"Let the Holy Father be our guide."

                                                          But the warmth of stone,and plastered walls,

Are strangers to the cold outside.

 

The ice shone as a sheet of glass,

Far away the chimney smoke..

A wisp of ash and charcoal crass,

The remnants of scarlet oak.

 

Outside amidst the chilly winds,

The empty lane stands to stare

At the face of  flickering neon lights,

Who hope the world would care..

 

Beneath their glimmer,there stays a man,

Who has no food ,nor fire.

Shivering hands, and fragile bones:

"Cursed be Winter!For once retire!"

 

On and on,and on...went the road,

Into the mist, far away, dissolved.

A soul,desolate,down it strode..

Of all misdeeds.. absolved.

 

A black collar turned,against the snow,

A frosty kiss adorned his skin.

"Stomp!Stomp!"-The footsteps went..

In a long search for the merry din.

 

Far above,the streetlamps' shade..

Their halos looked as a burning flame,

Distorted shards,as a broken blade,

A beauty with too many a name.

 

The naked man,borne immune,

To the Winter's harsh caress..

A dim-lit room,the sweetest tune!

A restless heart,none can suppress!

 

Wide meadows of gray and white!

Hold spellbound this wintry Night!

Gone... are dark alleys and lanes..

The gleam of snow is what remains.

 

There stood high towers of steel and glass,

Beneath velvet skies of trembling stars..

A Universe that does not yield,

To Eternity ,within a moment's pass.

 

The pines swayed,not a leaf to bear,

The barren Earth did moan..

A golden Sun shall never dare,

To,all it's sins,condone?

 

With the softest voice,the silence broke,

Into her glittering eyes he stared..

What passions does a lover evoke,

That even the darkness cannot share?

 

Her arms engulfed,his body whole,

Where else must he reside?

"Blessed be Winter!Blessed be my soul!

In you the years collide!"

 

Reviews

[Arriam]

Normally rhyme is a restriction for poetic beauty, but you manage to manipulate the guidelines here and create something stunning that''s well-paced and vivid. Excellent, excellent job.

Thanks for submitting!
Arriam

[Tamara Beryl Latham]

Sounak, this is an absolutely beautiful romantic poem that is enhanced by the rhythm of your words. A joy to read and an excellent write! :)