Lost in Winter

The sun is a shade of shadow in grayish skies,
The icy wind howls and shrieks,
The trees stood frozen in white,
Wintry wet sculptures hanging from rooftops,
And black wings flap against a pale morning,


The ice-covered land glistens in tears,
As snowflakes held her in frosty captive,
Cold and bitter with rage of winter,
Sank deep in the deep of despair,
A tender grief that turns into woe,

Such is where the souls languish with sadness,
In wintry evening shade and loneliness,
When the world is taken hostage in Hades,
To let solemn thoughts wander in agony,
seeking solace and peace,
Over the lost dream