Ice and icicles on a bush./ Gefrorenes Wasser auf einem Baum (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Winter has a chill factor
It teaches to its favoured sons
A desolate determination
To take all as prisoners, every one
An ice to flavour
All relationships
The wit and cruelty
Of an upturned lip
Winter’s deep chill factor
Permeates your very bones
You wear it as an armour when
Into this world you’re thrown
To strike out first and sharpest
And all mercy forget
It is just your strategy
Your first and surest bet
Winter’s chill factor
Is your heart and soul
The death of all you loved
Is your forsaken goal
And in the end you’re nothing
You’re just the melting ice
But it’s far, it’s far too late
You can’t be frozen twice
© Helen Valentina 2013 All Rights Reserved
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This poem is amazing. I was expecting it to be only about being cold during winter, but that ending was really powerful.
Thanks Charles!! 🙂 🙂
‘You can’t expect to frozen twice’ like you only get one go at life. Lovely Helen.
Thanks Michael!! 🙂 🙂
You’ve captured the feeling of icy really well in your intense poem.
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂
Wow….that ending is AMAZING! Well done, Sis!!!! xxxxx
Thanks Skye!! 🙂 🙂
I feel kind of cold now, lol. 🙂
LOL, thanks!! 🙂 🙂