Sunday, 13 December 2015

Come Winter

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Cheers to the soft feathery winter clouds

Wrapping me up with their nippy breath

My burnt skin longs for their cool caress

And my eyes for the chrysanthemum smile

 

The sun’s tender downs with the silken touch

Apologize for the rough summer’s rage

I forgive, forget the haughty sun

While my ears catch the note of exotic birds

 

My Neem tree leaves bid me goodbye

Frogs and geckos’ eyes be heavy with sleep

Serpents are home with droopy eyes

Golden mustered field delightfully sways

 

Come winter, stay and before you part

Nurture and cool my burnt heart

 

 

Posted for Poetry Pantry #282 @ Poets United


 

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15 comments:

  1. dsnake113 December 2015 at 05:21

    lovely sonnet, Sumana. delightful imagery.
    we don't have winter over here, but it's almost raining everyday these past weeks.

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  2. Anonymous13 December 2015 at 05:45

    Burnt skin...burnt heart.. Nicely done with the change up.

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  3. Sanaa Rizvi13 December 2015 at 05:49

    The closing lines are magical :D :D
    Beautifully rendered.


    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  4. Donna13 December 2015 at 07:39

    Oh there is a heaven in your poetry today as you sing a song of winter....the ending lines are perfection and sing to me too!

    Donna@LivingFromHappiness

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  5. Magaly Guerrero13 December 2015 at 09:04

    I think I just saw Old Man Winter smile. ♥

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  6. Sherry Blue Sky13 December 2015 at 10:03

    Oh those closing lines are perfection.......a wonderful poem, Sumana.

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  7. Mary13 December 2015 at 10:45

    May your scorched heart be nurtured by a gentle and kind winter!

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  8. brudberg13 December 2015 at 11:44

    Your winter is so different from our winters.. I think I would love a little bit of your warmth.. a lovely sonnet.

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  9. Anonymous13 December 2015 at 15:16

    Really like those final lines, they caught me unaware,

    Elizabeth

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  10. Matthew Henningsen13 December 2015 at 18:06

    Such a great piece! I especially like that opening line... Cheers is such a nice way to start.

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  11. Old Egg13 December 2015 at 18:55

    What a delightful poem about the inevitability of changing seasons. It reminded me of the poem by Ralph Hodgeson, "Time you old gypsy man will you not stay".

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  12. Jae Rose14 December 2015 at 05:41

    Such beautiful imagery - i especially like the chrysanthemum smile :)

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  13. annell414 December 2015 at 06:51

    Toasty heart, indeed!

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  14. Nirvana on fire14 December 2015 at 08:46

    Magical!

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  15. Wendy Bourke14 December 2015 at 16:17

    This is a lovely, eloquent sonnet, with wonderful images cascading throughout. The closing two lines are just beautiful. A moving piece.

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