My Day In Winter Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

My Day In Winter

Rating: 3.5


From under the blanket,
My cold stare clashes
With frost ridden boughs,
Sweeping down the panes;
Breathe wells up to ceiling
As cackles of birds drop low,
Suspicious of empty lanes;

Whirling dawn falls thick
In its white fluffy robes and
Creepers shake heads in rhythm
With helpless sighs of the wind,
Waking up from numbness;

The ripples upon placid water
Of the pond reaching and
Leaving edges in swollen circles,
Then I feel the heat dropping,
Upon roundness of my damp face.


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Thursday, August 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rajendra Rout 20 September 2017

it was a nice poem thanks for shairing

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Anil Kumar Panda 21 September 2017

Honored.

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Mohammad Skati 21 August 2014

It's a lovely poem. Thanks.

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