Winter Solstice

The winter of dreams

The snow of emotional streams;

The frozen memories

The longest screams;

Yearn to be redeemed.

Standing in knee deep white

Looking out for some light;

The sun doesn’t give a sight

The wind blows with its might;

Need strength to give a fight.

The growing disconnect

Numb body unfazed by effect;

Mind seems to forget

Heart doesn’t want to regret;

Guess it no more affect.

Surrounded by a hot pool

Many thoughts many rules;

All want some cool

Giving knowledge and tools;

But I am being too cruel.

Giving a fake smile

A façade for a thousand miles;

Hidden deep within the style

Underneath layers of stock pile;

Exist self-made exile.

Knowing about the coming storm

Old methods become deform;

Doing my best to brainstorm

Finding ways to transform;

All I want is to feel warm.

Know not when this will end

How long do I bend;

There is no one to depend

Very little there to spend;

So I will try to ascend.