Putrid, like burnt ice
Stale breath of winter night
Rose from the freezing ground
Spreading up to the trees' heights
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Hi Nosheen, This poem I had read long back and revisited now. I have seen people living in the streets of Delhi suffer the cold during winter. A true picture you have drawn here. Communicated to my heart directly. Congrats.10.
You have painted a picture of rich quality my friend!
'The rising fumes of cold, Knitted in the white tresses, Of snow-decked trees' is simply beautiful. Vivid description of a cold night of winter. Keep inking.
A vivid and touching expression has been made on cold weather and nature. I want to cite..... The sheet of stars over the velvet sky Dimmed and fogged by the sighing air Twinkling with half-hearted shine Hardly visible to the earthly eye Brilliant poem indeed.10