<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=340282" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Winter's Spell</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WINTER'S SPELL</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ended, hence, the glorious time of the sun’s lifespan, <br>The trees were fully clothed, in leaves<br>Resilient, they had sung merrily<br>But now, all had gone…<br>With deserts of sadness …..<br>What can a ball of cheese do? <br>Up from the sky…<br>If it cannot fill the tummy of a poor man...<br>The Moon covers the Earth down<br>Looking down at the rows of naked trees<br>With only a memory of leaves<br>Nipped by the frost, they want to be freed…<br>Ended up in the desolate stretches of snow<br>Eyes begged to see a scrap of light<br>But what it touched was a bare white Earth<br>His pale hands overworked<br>With no snow dogs they grieved...<br>And his legs were totally numb<br>With not even a sledge to slide through…<br>He was the only piece of life…<br>In the land of the white<br>With just a star to guide him north<br> Who put a spell on his fortune? <br>Who gave him this curse? <br>He shoved himself through the ice<br>Bewildered of his unpleasant fate<br>And at last his eyes found it for him<br>And far across, from the spells boundary<br>Stood a welcoming light for him<br>He ran with all his might<br>The home emerged larger<br>Running for food and shelter<br>He ran and looked through the windows<br>Marvellously lit decorated<br>Sat there in an armchair, a woman, old<br>With shelves of homemade thoughts to dust through<br>He knocked to get in<br>Opened it was by the women, <br>Bewitchingly beautiful, she was <br>The smile made melt down the things around<br>And he got in, leaving behind the spell<br>To live with her forever and ever and ever<br>That was the end of his fate<br>And from the windows he looked, <br>To see the moon smile…<br> 26/09/08</div><div style="margin:10px 0">© Copyright Aiswarya T Anish, Kerala, India</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Aiswarya+T.+Anish">Aiswarya T. Anish</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=340282" data-title="Winter's Spell de Aiswarya T. Anish" data-description="WINTER'S SPELL Ended, hence, the glorious time of the sun’s lifespan, The trees were fully clothed, in leaves Resilient, they had sung merrily But now, all had gone… With deserts of sadness ….. What can a ball of cheese do? Up from the sk..."></div> </div> </div>

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