Winter Depression Poem by Udaya R. Tennakoon

Winter Depression



Bearable winter
Blanket covered cold
Attacked by white Gas of
Fallen Snow

But unbearable silent
Cripples into the home
Like a snake
To live with loneliness

Get Scattered past
Comes like a shooting star
Burning and blasting
As a thunder bolt
To the vulnerable heart

Like a novel keeps turning pages
Last chapters of the age
Tries to be active
Like a butterfly
While the birds are vanishing
Letting to the cold

Heater in the home
Makes warm the room
Cooks once in a way
Finding the present to share it
At the evening table

Cold darken lumpish light
Turns to here and there
Trying to realize
The nature of life

A sigh of pain
Or a sigh of relief
Unconsciously comes
Likewise something missed
In the life of four seasons

Udaya R. Tennakoon

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joanne Formica 30 March 2013

I suffer from depression, and winter is worse for me. I enjoyed reading your poem, Nice job! Jomama

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Valsa George 14 March 2013

Winter is relatively a dull season with imprisonmet in the house, biting chill and a deep sense of loneliness, especially for a person used to the tropical climate! Enjoyed the poem!

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