Winter
throws his great white shield
on the ground,
breaking thin arms of twisting branches,
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slowly from the living zone slowly to the winter cone a walk for the withered death!
This is a beautiful poem on death having touching expression with nice diction. Thanks and congratulations for being selected this poem on POD.
slow and pensive he walks away, dragging his silver-stream shield down branches and over the ground, beautiful writings great 10++++++++++++++++++
Because Of Him! ! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.