The Sacred Warmth Of Love (Sonnet) Poem by Dipankar Sadhukhan

Winter has come with fog and sheets of snow,
The North Wind dances, wild with frozen glee,
It sweeps through every garden high and low,
And seeks to pierce the chambers of the free.

The cold wind brings a chill to every soul,
It tries to freeze the heart and cloud the mind,
Like northern seas beneath a frozen shoal,
Or slow the pulse of life in all mankind.

But we shall face the storm with heart and will,
With sacred love our spirits shall be bright.
No frost shall turn this earth to icy still,
For Love shall warm it with its holy light.

Each time we rise, defending all we know,
With Love's pure fire against the breath of snow.

By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
Copyrights@June23,2025.