The Christmas Craze

The quiet nights and sparkling lights are gold;

Snow glitters in a spot of pale moonlight,

While winds blow flakes about to ease the cold,

And starry skies and Heaven's Eye are bright.

But calm's soon rid; serene, the scene, now not,

As fever falls upon the piling maze.

What ales them? - No, 'tis not the cold nor cough

That drives them to such craze; a childish faze.

Forgot themselves upon the empty shelves,

No time to spend with kin nor friend

Or see the beauty that is "Winter’s Hell";

So sad what they cannot display nor send,

And ev'ry year I ponder why it's all the same;

A gift gave without heart is but a shame.

Author's Note

Feel free to comment/critique or offer your own ideas on the subject
I know I go of a bit on the syllable count a bit in the end, but hopefully that's not all people take away from it :)

Reviews

[jennifer little]

wow amazing poem i loved how you expressed it and i really liked it a lot .. great work

[Mazie]

Thank you very much :) I know it's a little early to post Christmas-related poetry, but I actually wrote it years ago haha I think it's relevant throughout the year though regardless.

[jennifer little]

yep it really doesn't matter as long as it comes from the heart right

[Mazie]

mhm very true

[Briana O'Connor]

Very beautifully expressed. Love the beautiful imagery and the powerful message within

[Mazie]

Thank you very much :)