Midnight Snow

midnight snow

In the fall of the year,
Leaves died on the heights,
Birds have vanished,
Trees rustling,
Outside my window,
Stood in silence…
Spring sings no more.
Storms left leafless autumn…
I hold his arms now,
Sitting by the fire perchance,
Moon stripped her glow.
Echoes of departure..,
Hearts confessions ..,
languidness ..,
wrapped my night sky..,
Depressing cold hugged me in his mortal pain,
frozen willow,
Lonely pine trees,
Mysterious woods in delirious feverish nights,
Craved another spring…
In the hour of carnage cold,
He walked away,
in untold strange distress.
Leaving me an absent stare,
Stuttering pines wept,
Tears rained snow
In the midnight…

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About Rekha Moothedath

I'm a teacher by profession, hailing from Calicut, south-west coast of India. I was brought up in a huge joint family, a home in lush greenery and a mile away from the sea shore. Being married to a defense personnel, has enabled me to travel widely within India and once made me write a poem on the great Andaman islands. I did my post graduation in History and I do research papers and have published a paper on medieval Indian feudal society, in the International History Congress. Sometime in the late nineties initiating a life time love with Latin American poetry I mustered up all my passions in writing. Though my head fought battles and spoke peace, poetry was always a deeply embedded part of my soul and I was enamored of her beauty and traveled through the emotions of tempest and silence and overcame the desolation.

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