Long cold nights Lonely old sights The candle that once Kept me warm and alive Is now nothing but A lump of wax
Nothing to see outside the window But a rain of snow There is nothing to hear Except for the howl of the wind No more birds chirping Only wolves howling
Winter is coming A very long sad winter A winter that would freeze time A winter with no light A winter that would send A shiver up your spine
I am trapped in my room Nothing but a book as a friend A thin blanket as a haven Tall shadows as my company Heavy cold air as my atmosphere This is a long winter
Here we go, winter solstice. My very first wintery poem. Comments? Would be appreciated.