whitescatter
Jan 05, 2011

Winter To my Summer Heart

a new image of life fell down from the clouds
as it drop the sweet touch of silver snow,
peace,kindness,love........ - all's reborn..all pure..
from the charity of heaven lending me a sweet sacrifice...

the gravity of falsehood and the destruction of morals
had eaten half of my soul but with the chance to feel the winter,
i felt rebirth to be better and stronger..
without - i could have been dead and numb..

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
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Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Laguna, PHL

Favorite Poets: William Shakespeare And the NeoPoet Family

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Comments

Ian.T

Ian.T

11 years 4 months ago

A lovely name, and as your words are a tribute to the gentle fall of snow in its whiteness.
I haven't enough time to read more of your works but you stir a beauty here in these two parts.
In the first part you have put "drop the sweet" should it be Dropped the sweet.
Take care and keep writing, Yours, Ian.T