The Voice of Winter
Winter, it raise its voice
Through its cold wind
Hiding the sun with the moistly cloud
Touching the sea, accumulating angry waves
The tide is rising
Forcing the waves to hit the shore
Then it halts the wind
Painting the sky in darkness
As the cloud foams heavily in rage
The sky blaze in thunder and lightening
Suddenly the living things of earth
Searching for shelter
The birds seek another refuge rather than the sky
On a final cry
Its rains and rains
Winter speaks so loudly
©2005, nasra al adawi
Through its cold wind
Hiding the sun with the moistly cloud
Touching the sea, accumulating angry waves
The tide is rising
Forcing the waves to hit the shore
Then it halts the wind
Painting the sky in darkness
As the cloud foams heavily in rage
The sky blaze in thunder and lightening
Suddenly the living things of earth
Searching for shelter
The birds seek another refuge rather than the sky
On a final cry
Its rains and rains
Winter speaks so loudly
©2005, nasra al adawi
posted by iamnasra at 2:55 PM
3 Comments:
That is powerful! Winter is more inspiring in writing than any of the other seasons I think! Maybe it is the variety of events taking place that season like rain, wind, snow and cold nights.
Thanks, Im glad you enjoyed reading this poem..Something inspired me to write about maybe the heat that is going around Oman
you blew me away with your poems nasra...ma shaa allah :)
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