Winter’s Night
A poem about the Winter’s Night
Published in
Apr 28, 2023
On a cold winter night when there’s no clamor.
When the little pieces of ice drop intensely from the sky,
I feel calm and cheerful in my claim way.
A spot where I can be by myself.
The full world is secured in snow.
Everything feels culminated right presently.
I can listen when everything is calm.
I can listen to my heart talking delicately.
The discussion feels exceptionally cold and awkward.
I feel a great feeling interior me.
In this quietness, I am not limited.
To search for the pretty things around me.
Each season is extraordinary in its possess way.
Each minute contains a one-of-a-kind shape or appearance.
In this cold winter embrace,
I feel tranquil and filled with peace.
