Snow Storm

I am lost within this snow storm

Searching for what could be my destiny

I have been lost since I was born

There was a desire for all eternity

 

In the freezing cold, I’m about to fold

A journey that would be everlasting

Where is paradise in the stormy weather?

This pain seems to be never ending

 

It is cold where I stand

I wanted to hold your hand

Looked for a warming touch

Didn’t get it quite as much

 

Love would’ve healed my heart and mind

But this snow storm is what I find

The quest for love was not so kind

Now I’m left with my broken mind

 

What I found is a block of ice

Within it is a man cold as ice

Pain and misery is what you brought me

The man inside the block of ice… is me

 

© Isaiah Barber

 

Excerpt from “Path to Serenity, Phoenix”

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Reviews

[Ezekiel Silver]

A great poem with clear imagery and superb description! It's emotional darkness combined with it's physical frigidity makes for a great combination!

[DoormanDan]

If only i could rate this poem higher than 100. I want to give it a 1000! Great job!