On A Cold Winter Night Poem by d'menz veen

Tree tops like temple peaks
Peaking towards the sky
Drenched in winter frosts
Standing lone
Where my vision seems too lost

I rub the window pane with my hand
To wash out the frost attached there
Chill glass bits my skin
Shivers me
From feet and to my chin

I can hear the sounds of clapping ripples
Brushing against the lake shores
The cold rocks standing on the foot of the hill
And some pebbles
There chill and still

I look from my balcony
To the frozen evening landscape
I fix my vision to the great Church top
The ringing bell hung over there
That brings to my heart, a ray of hope

The burning round yellow street lights
Brightens the cold winter roads
Where on them an icy frost sit
Stands still, doing its job
The frozen atmosphere, it tries to lit


Twinkling dim stars
Under the great canopy
Seems cold and shivering
While as I walk around
I hear those sleepy starlings sing.

Lonely as I sit in the corner of my room
Trying to beat the cold
Slow heat of fire from the fireplace
Sweet, silent, I try to fall sleep
The beauties of the winter, I in my heart embrace