Heart Waiting For A Warm Summer Day

My feeling about the Nordic winters

Sitting inside my house in a Nordic countryside, I dream of sunshine.

My heart is full of happiness, thinking about all those things I could do outdoors.

And yet, these dark days seem never ending.

The silence so deep that it’s a mayhem of its own.

Darkness so strong, that I can feel my soul ripping with all evil thoughts.

My only hope is summer, which will bring life to me again.

The summer days will inspire creative and fruitful ideas waiting to be unraveled.

For all those people who have never faced the darkness, my sorrows seem unreal.

But trust me; there is no better escape from the darkness in the Nordic winters than the thought of a beautiful warm summer day.

Author's Note

Please ignore grammar problems. Critics are welcome.

Reviews

[Drak]

Beautiful is easy to write about misery and hit the heart strings but is much harder to white about getting beater and do the same.

[B Jude]

The reader can feel the air around them warm up while reading this, well done.

[nrai]

Thanks for your review Jude. This poem was a very random thought I got while working on completely different things. Gonna put more effort for my future writings.