27.4.15

Spring flowers in the dark of winter

Gosh. Just look at that title. Total emo. hahahahaa..

But actually, it's kind of a happy post


On the chill of a winter's night.
Winds howling in this restless plight.

I don't remember when it started.
Where I curled up into my little corner.
Too afraid to touch, or see, or feel.
This winter is beginning to get too cold.

Then you reached out your hand
Like a torch or fire.

I might be burning myself,
but for now,
I feel like a spring flower in the dark of winter.

1 comment:

Son Jnow said...

Such a beautiful poem! And it was published on my birthday. It makes me happy. Thanks :)