When Winter Speaks….
Written by Tarun at
February 11, 2009 (5:53 pm)
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Loading ...The time has come.
Winter will speak now,
And unveil all its secrets.
The milky fog,
In which each soul sinks.
Frames the beauty,
Of the lovely season..
The dew under the carroty sky,
In which the tiny leaves bath.
Mesmerizes as the pearls do,
And just moistens my heart.
When the chill winds,
Touches our warm body,
It feels so great to me.
It is cold, yet melts me.
It is winter,
The best part of nature,
Simply everything personified.
If you live with it,
It seems simply awesome.
You could come back and work on it 
To be really honest, I don't think i am a poet. Rather I am just a child who has a hobby of writing poems. They de-stress me a lot. I don't really plan out and then write the poem. Unlike professionals, I can't write poem any time I want. I write a poem (only when i am in mood) in not more than 20-min., be it a good or a bad one. But I am very happy to know that India is never going to lag behind with presence of all skilled poets like you...........
Hi Tarun: Most of the poem read nicely with some nice metaphors but the last stanza seems to be a bit weak….esp the last line.Try and work on that
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Tarun Reply:
February 11th, 2009 at 7:05 pm
Sorry about that.
But I m severly kept in study-pressure, and hv to write poems with half-my-heart. so is the result. i’m not even able to write frequently
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renu rakheja Reply:
February 11th, 2009 at 7:19 pm
@Tarun, Sorry to hear about that.If you spend another 5 -10 mins on this- am sure you will be able to improvise
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