Cold -- a feeling that hits within; pierces the skin,constricts the flesh and,
drills through my bones.
Chill -- I feel it when my teeth hurt,
Goes down the spine and up and,
Gives goose bumps all over.
Shiver -- I feel it when my ears go red
when my skin cracks dry and,
touch is numbed.
Poor -- Yes I am and so I know
how all this really feels.
Without a strip of cloth
No morsel to eat,
I sit in this winter
Blowing at my bare feet.
nm
2 comments:
dear nm - are you the same glassbeads mentioned in sakaal times of sunday, 16 nov 2008?
When winter comes can spring be far behind?
- percy bysshe shelley (1792-1822)
Dear sir,
I think you haven't recognised me.. Yes i am the same glassbeads mentioned in the paper but due to technical problems I write using this pseudonym. Thankyou very much for your comments, I value them a lot.
Regards
NM i.e. niketa mulay :)
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