Walking down
the snow covered path
I can remember what I've done
but cannot do the math.
Looking forward
to a sunny place
but this winter horrorland
brings fear to my face.
What have I done
to deserve this fate?
Was it because of a person
that I loved to hate?
I notice the trees
standing there
and even with all this white
there is darkness in the air.
Snow covers up
forgotten stories
things now regretted
that once were glories.
What will become of me
after I die?
Will anyone be there
to hear my last cry?
A darkned face
a darkened room
this is the end
what will bring me to my tomb.
Author notes
http://jodmiester.deviantart.com/art/Snow-50138897
A contest entry
- seasons by completely mad.
750 points, ended November 23, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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This is a gorgeous poem, you have talent. When I read it, I felt the emmotions. Great Poem, I love it
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Beautifully Written !
Peace.
Hugs and Love.
Hope and Healing.
xxXxx
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This a very nice piece. I love how there is so much detail in this poem. It paints a picture in my mind. My favorite parts were the second,forth,fifth,and last stanza. Anyway, great job with the poem!!
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great work!
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