Spoken Word

Cold Winter Days


In cold winter days,
when nothing seems right,
a little voice in my head says
just hold on tight.

No birds are chirping,
gone are warm days,
no time for play
when its time for holidays.

I find way for harmony
during my loss,
but all i see is history
knocking by its course.

Every year
the same event follows,
season by season
winter always comes.

Harsh conditions
keep people in isolation
bringing them together
yet further appart.

The snow covered grass
turns into slush and disgust,
the chair once used
now filled with dust.

With nothing to do
and no where to go,
all i can do
is sit and grow old.

Looking at the painting,
waiting for a sign,
waiting till spring
to see my sunshine.

In days of sadness,
without days of joy,
all that comes now
waits till summertime to enjoy.

Now theres nothing to say,
nothing to do,
ill never long for winter
when i long for you.