Cold night

Its hard not to think about life when its a cold and silent night :)

A heavy winter fogged the night sky,

a black shadow of a figure walking by.

Slowly trodding through the silent night,

dreaming dreams, of sorrow and delight.

Ahead is a road more unknown,

skies above through which are lesser flown,

birds of freedom, of my being,

echoing thoughts, but not revealing.

An hour or two until this coldness sinks,

and twilight, ever so slightly unveils that golden ink,

I am a stranger, whose musings are but a sensation,

this cold night has been a revelation.

Reviews

[1Disawsum]

wow... I love this poem! Now you see, THIS is the reason why I rarely write reviews... I'm just so bad at writing down my thoughts! Anyhow, let me try... can't guarantee it's insightful or knowledgeable aha sorry!
It's a very powerful poem, has the feeling of impending doom at the start, "a black shadow of a figure walking by" but shifts in mood later on. Love the swift flow of words, sounds so finely pieced together. Well done!

[Valery]

Aww thank you very much!! :D

[1Disawsum]

aha no problem at all :) it didn't turn out as horrible as I thought it would... :D

[Valery]

Haha :D Whenever you have the time, check out more of my poems on Poetfreak :) (search for Valery Gregory)

[Ashley Griffiths]

This is a great piece that highlights the mysteries of the night.

[Valery]

Thank You!! :)