The snow is falling gently from the sky,
White grass beneath its cold white blanket hides.
No sound, dim light: it lies obscenely shy
To live among the world where it resides
A couple, shot by Cupid’s arrows fine
Doth dance upon the silken sheet of ice
Not wanting for transcendence nor divine
Each other’s comp’ny for both doth suffice
Their hearts are pure amidst a world of pain;
The world today is full of woes and strife-
But love is like a sunbeam in the rain
And helps to soothe the laboured stress of life
And whilst the world lives on throughout the light,
The grass doth slumber in eternal night.
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A Sonnet
PoesiaThis poem is a sonnet that I wrote. It is inspired by love and the lack of love in todays brutal society, the cold blanket of snow representing the beauty of the natural world and the coldness of the human world in which we live. I hope this makes p...
