Poem -
ices
I live in a world that's cold,
A place your thoughts freeze,,
Numbing crippling breeze ,
Icicles upon sneeze,
A place so timeless,
Upon hand a raindrop bold,
Hard pellicle not soft to cry,
Upon death no notice die,
Avalanche internal,
No firing inferno,
froze empty sanctuary,
No replenished grow,
In deepest depths of snow.
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Comments
Nardine,
Short, but good, My five stars
Regards & Love
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Thank you sir williamsji, a cold day today even hailstones, was in the moment, much love nardine xx
I second those sentiments Sir WilIiamji she tends to find fun and humor on days of hail, where it seems that God and his Posse, appears to be hitting out of bound golf balls,(hail) all over the wonderful land down under, when others, seem to succumb to their adversities. On a serious note, stay warm Nardine, I am a whimp; when it comes to the cold, so I truly applaud you and please tell anyone about the whimp thing and cold weather correlation…..OOPS!! Really love these lines:
Sincerely,
Jim
Upon hand a raindrop bold,
Hard pellicle not soft to cry,
Upon death no notice die,
And
Icicles upon sneeze,
Dearest Jimmy , indeed a game or two of golf in the skies today, opening up to the warmth of the sun in after effects, rising steam engines across fences and grass, the warmth of the suns raise creating beautiful mystic momentum, i shall keep warm, i also, a little fragile in winter, not such a wonderland as such, much love to you dear friend, nardine Sanderson xoxo
You just described a very glorious scenery, (the warmth of the suns raise creating beautiful mystic momentum, and do stay warm and enjoy your day)
Cheers dear lady,
Jim
As everybody knows, pride of the day showing regular abnormality is its peculiar character, automatically that reform the state accordingly as we recover our pain later renouncing them, the world in which we live has many flavor just need suitable selection without haunting mood, opening lines of the poem is reminiscent,.."I live in a world that's cold...A place where thoughts freeze,,"....sweet....with love..xx Ravindra Kumar xx
Maybe you and colly are right after all, amazing what a cold day, cold past can set forth to create within mind, much love to you ravindra Kumar xx nardine xx