Let the winter come

The air is slaughtered by the blaze of sorrow
The yells of falling birds will reach the sun
The sunrise went to the undefined tomorrow
There’s nothing left to do
Let winter come...

Inside the Mother Earth the grains are rotting
Defeated by the shadow, light is gone
Inside the shiny dream the snakes are growing
Nothing remains to do
Let winter come

The seagull’s temple ruins lies in dust
Upon the broken stairs, waves will run
Just sea will wash the blood of wounded trust
There’s nothing left to do
Let winter come...

The ghost of hope will seek its broken wing
The wind will spread the ashes of all done
Upon the golden hill a bell will ring
No, nothing left to do
Let winter come...

The mighty night has come on Earth to stay
No northern light or twinkle shines in vane
The unsaid words are not enough to pray
The winter of all these already came...






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Just a very beautiful poem! I really enjoyed it.
Its captivating and leaves me wanting more of such verses.
Keep up the good work!