A winter night tale

 A winter night tale
 
Painted world, winters cold
Turning white, roses fade.
Dying fire ,fading light,
stolen dreams ,Awaiting sight.
shivering bones, frozen tears,
longing still ,sun light.
sidewalk house, cardboard box,
Freezing death, Awaiting sight.
Sleeping warm ,heaters on,
blankets bright,Held tight
burning fire, Dreaming dawn.
Tears gone, winter warm.
 
nights gone,Day born
Frozen death, Winters harm
Blankets Warm,Spared one
Worthy fight, Winters might
 
Written by my friend  Pety
and the pic is taken by myself 
on a cold evening
 

Diversen oktober 2008 002

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19 Responses to A winter night tale

  1. sara says:

    very beautiful pic!!!

  2. Arctic says:

    nice poetry work and shining beutiful photography!
    it is gettting cold around every corner of world, not only me now,hehe, i like this font and color MJ.
    take care!

  3. Rhonda says:

    Enjoyed the poem as much as the photo…just beautiful!
    Hugs,
    Rhonda

  4. Ajay Kumar says:

    Bangalore also is cold in this time. And Yes Blankets are the best friends of this season. Only thing is, I dont have a heater in my home. Nice snap MJ.Have a good weekend ahead.Take care.

  5. Princess says:

    Yo MJ! Aaaaw both are really good! I hate these grey, dull, dizzly days we’re having at the mon in England, it’s so dull that we’re putting lights on at 3.30 in the afternoon! Hope u have a Good day 2day! Luv PF XXX

  6. sillygloop says:

    Pic indicates time to stay home and curl up tight 🙂

  7. Trouble says:

    that’s a mysterious pic, Sweeti! :)your thoughts abt having a baby are so sweet! yes, all couples feel blessed when they have babies… we too will plan soon 🙂

  8. Isabel says:

    I am just passing here to sayhello to you Dear Sweeti!
    How are you?
    Its getting cold here too…:-(
    I wish you a lovely and warm weekend!!
    Hugs from Isa

  9. deepu says:

    haha .. thats interesting … you are back with a bang lol
    you too have a wonderful-winterful poem here .. 🙂
    though not urs .. hats off to ur friend …
    and yes… that pict .. lol your hand didnt shiver as clikd .. great
     
     

  10. Michiko's says:

    Well! How we could avoid the winter season? and yet some of nice thing in the winter time…
    In front of fire two of us sipping wine so on….I loved very much wouldn’t you?
    I ‘m pleased to your computer’s back with torbo…Now you can 100 Mile an hours to around the blog land
    to visit your all friendsLOL!
    You don’t get speed ticket ha ha ha
    PS: I do appreciate Paya-ena Music and never get tired of it. Thank you Sweeti san! 

  11. sillygloop says:

    we always prefer the greener pastures yonder…you wish for the sun to stay more, I wish for it to stay away more 🙂 When nights get longer, as long as one doesn’t have to work nights, there’s so much to do and enjoy in a bustling city…but where there’s peace and quite, one can stay alone some but then lively and friendly company can help disrupt the boredom. Enjoy a relaxed weekend!

  12. Michiko's says:

    Oops! You having with your FRINK with your colleagues? along as you are happy and I’m happy for you too my dear MJ san LOL! that what you wrote me in my space ha ha 
    As you know all we do that hitts wrong keys, you gave me a big smile because you were running turbo the speeds. Enjoy your great weekend with your hubby,
    Michiko
     

  13. Princess says:

    hi sweeti, lovely words and lovely shot :)The sky never forgets to put a charming spell on memuch luv, -Aiz.

  14. charming says:

    Oh M.. I was so taken by the beauty of this pic.. what an eye you have..Nice poem too… How’s the winter.. I’ve no idea about it..you know how warm Sri Lanka is Especially ColomboHave a great weekendLoveCha

  15. dying2die says:

    Hi
    sweeti dear
     
    beautifully worded poem… i just get lost in poems and the picture is so awesum, i love the clouds, i can relate to it so much….
     
    keep up the good work dear and be well..
     
    Regards

  16. dying2die says:

    thnx for ur appreciating coment
     
    yeah Love is not always from 2 sides and sumtimes its not the same from both sides.. love might mean different things to different ppl…
     
    i hope im making sense…
     
    regards

  17. Romeo says:

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  18. Jorge says:

    A moving poem, with a photo to enhance the impact – what more can one ask for on a Staurday afternoon? Be well,
    J.

  19. Isabel says:

    Dear Sweeti!
    Thank you for your visit!!
    Oh here the leaves are brown and red too  and Autumn is there.
    Last week it was terrible cold but now its like Summer!
    Arround the 11November we always have a small Summer called St Martinho Summer…
    It takes a week more or less.
    To send you a bit of our Sun here are 2 pics I took from my balcony 🙂


    I hope somehow it makes you a litle more warm!!
    Much love from Isa

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