Walking in a snowy evening
Passing the people
Metamorphized by coldness
No one sees
No one cares
What the guilty snow
Is doing with life
Freezing the hearts.
Walking in a snowy evening
Warm drops of my heart's pain
Running on my cold cheeks
Touched by frost's fingers
Turning to it
A whisper is tempting me:
"How easy is forgetting..."
Author notes
Option1// option 3 of contest 3 options, Age:19
A contest entry
- 4:44 - a n y t h i n g by the chase.
900 points, ended October 26, 2007, 45 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - TONS OF OPTIONS/prewrites/whatever..... by landmark.
450 points, ended November 4, 2007, 36 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Short, concise, and does pretty well. I really have nothing to say but that. A nice poem that you have written here.
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I liked the last line.
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Thank you for entering my contest. Your poem is enjoyable.
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Today is surely a great day for me. I found another Persian poet on this site. I’m from Iran and I am so glad to meet you, Lady Mousavi.
Now I see my Hamvatan (agree with me that countrywoman is not beautiful at all!) is writing beautiful poems. Great! At this hot days of summer, touching the coldness of winter is a bliss even if it freezes the hearts!
Just kidding.
It is nice reading your works and thank you for sharing with us
~Vernal Bloom~
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Wonderful!!!
I enjoyed reading your poem a lot. The title reminded me of a poem called "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" Although I am very much fascinated by snowfall and snow flakes yet your poem is very good at visualization. Personification, visual imagery and metaphorical language have been used carefully. Just one more point is the little spelling problem for the word "running" in the 11th line. Keep up the good work...Looking forward to reading more of your poems.
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