My Ranking Points
Reposting deleted poems from Open Chat #4
Heart of Ice
Glowing snow falls on the mountain tonight,
No one else’s footprints in sight.
Below me is a forest of white
You’d think I’d be in delight.
When spring is over and summer dies
And the flowers go into sleep,
No one hears them begin to weep
No one hears them when they cry.
You feel that the days go too fast
And soon are only memories of the past
Those sunny, happy days have been slain
Alone you are, in the rain.
You long for the wonderful days of old,
Carefree and warm, with gentle breezes
Instead of this awful, bitter cold,
With harsh wind that only freezes.
The sun will be setting very soon
Again you wish for days of June,
Surrounded by laughter and great friends
You’re sad those days had to end.
You see playing in the snow
Little boys and little girls
With rosy cheeks and golden curls
You were once like them, you know.
Adorable and very nice
Instead of solemn with what feels like a heart of Ice.
You’re told this is part of growing up,
To get over it and cheer up.
No one told you it would be this hard.
With a heart that feels as if it’s broken