it is cold out. Snowflakes nestled on the trees

He Searches for warmth in the cool winter breeze.

No place to go, no home to call his own,

He shivers in a cold world he walks alone.

© Cynthia Clark

Lacy frost

Illusion?

Snow-covered confusion

Can have ethereal guise

Like love

Revealing the "ordinary"

As beautiful and wise.

Delicate love

Silent hours created millions of momentous years

It was a time of muddle and big reluctance

Unreasonable questions flooded in mine tiny brain

And heart was cracked enough to leak thee soreness

Behold ! Eyes speak more fluently than lips

Loneliness of days cast glacier reflection

Inside can’t hear my own heart beatings

Real part of soul freeze deep inside pristine lake

It wasn't spring , a year of snow fall and icy flakes

But a gentle chill breeze blew in different mood

In a cold spirit , to revive lost warm occasion

Just to remind the old fables from Scandinavia ice castle

Words keep fluttering on gazing at snow crafted sculptures

Framing the beginning was tough, for throats slake

Music keeps reminding of broken celestial melody

Hovering around the hollow morning , searching winter light

Frozen crystals form a part of stupendous element

Ice lingering from cave tops in row and bunches

Tears roll down to justify unfathomable faith from fir tops

Instincts shivering , clearly indicated sign of missing cold song

Seasons grow each day with floating emotions

Universe plans new schemes for magical bonds

But memories express, captivates in snowman land

To swirl a winter tale with an eternal cause!

Oh ! I remember it’s icy land stretching frost silhouettes

Where snow meets winter fest across snow caped glades

For this is crystal fall rewinding white romance in ecstasy

It’s romance on frozen slopes where delicate love is glistering !

by : @Priyanka S Raj (MAHI)

@mahipriyankaraj @Realistic Poetry #WinterLoveStory #WinterFest #poetry #frozenlove #snowcrafted #sculptures

They say no two of us are the same,

we disappear on the warmth of your touch,

chrystalised rain bringing beauty to the grey

united as one we hide the colour of the world.

Узор кристалла,будто сказка на стекле,

Как зимний знак отсутствия не света--

Тепла теперь.Температура на нуле,

А у крыльца ждут кони и карета.

Ледовый праздник для снежинки в этот час,

Но хрупок он,как стан самой Природы,

Светило вдруг открыв лучами паз,

Растопит пазл до естества породы.

Пока же компенсацией в мороз

Причудливая мантия в законе

Физическом,послушном в мире грез,

В замерзшей капле и в высоком тоне...

❄THE WITNESS ❄

In my life there are many moments. Thought they were existed before the world was born.

Snowflakes on them were the witness. As they owned whiteness like pure souls.

Near and far. Behind or in front of love.

They promised me in anytime for my love they can testify. I believed them indeed as they always bright like pure glass, clear stars.

But one day sunny not gray. I called them for my love to testify . About my deep love which is warm and high.

But no snowflakes they have gone. And also my love left me and could run.

And all what I could do. Is to wait for another chilly days under the white moon.

And I'm still asking myself. A whole year will they remember me?! Will they return back my old memories?! Will they agree to testify again?! About my old love I really feel in shame! Or maybe they will witness on another true love?! Sharing purity like white doves!

Confused or maybe I'm afraid.

And I still wait.!

✨Marwa ✨

20/1/2019

Delicate bits of frozen lace

Swirling all around

Children play in a fairyland place

As the snowman waits to be crowned

~ Holli Pellman ©2019