Cold

Love isn't always happily ever after.

The frosty air nips away at the open areas of my coat,

Scars once faded now exposed,

What once was the warmth of a summer's day,

Now remnants left; pieces astray,

And what a fool I was,

Longing to be loved,

Only the still silence in the night of winter,

Can mask the fire of whom now is reduced to rusted whispers,

A footprint left behind in the snow,

The frosty air nips away at the open areas of my coat,

Scars once faded now exposed,

A withering rose in the cold.

Author's Note

This poem isn't actually even about winter really.

Reviews

[Ranger Kessel]

the ;imagery is almost like a verbal canvas. Beautiful write. Thanks for posting.

[Coffee]

Thank you both for being my first reviewers! :D

[DoormanDan]

This poem has awesome imagery and great word flow! I really liked the last line. This, overall, is an amazing piece of writing. :)

[fireravensflight]

amazing use of imagery. Also the last two lines have such a beautiful resonance to them. I'd love to read more. well done :) keep rocking!

[Coffee]

No matter how hard I try, I just can't seem to be able to hit the tiny thumbs up! XD