On the wintry chariots of November
Oh! grey -eyed sadness you arrived yet
again , though the fallen leaves were
premonitions of the fast approaching
hours of our rendezvous.
But the fool in me hoped this cold your
arrivals might be delayed but here I am a meek
little being already in your sturdy embraces my
my grey-eyed sadness.
While your disheveled twinkle-eyed sister
happiness is such a trickster, her feet are never
on grounds and is still busy playing childish
pranks…
My grey-eyed sadness you so prim-proper
and grim and grey, it is baffling to me
you endure my chattering companies.
Oh! grey-eyed sadness just sit by my side
You only respite to my mistrusting-heart
for the twinkle-eyed happiness is elusive,
besides I’ve grown fond of you , I am
pleased that you arrived even if you are
before time!
You really captured sadness in this poem. Well done.
Thanks my friend, it generally gets very gloomy in winters for me. But I am glad you liked it!
Same here, maybe coz we come from the sun 😊 I’m thinking about travelling to the sun for Christmas.
Same here I am going to Dubai and India for some times to beat the winters here in Ct. it gets gloomy !
Cool !
You describe pain so well
Well those who experience pain can describe 🙂
Well said
I love this so much because of how relatable it is ❤
I am glad my words resonated Sulaiman. Thanks 🙏
An excellent poetic description of the cold desolate month of November.
Thanks 🧛♂️, I am so glad you liked it. Well November would be hard in Canada I suppose! It’s must be cold there!
Yes. After one time we start enjoying the pain. Good one.
Getting used to the pain !
Not the best of the things. But sometimes we compromise.
Thats true, compromises we all have to do!
It is.
It’s also the month of my birthday..
So I always did winter activities on my birthday as a kid.
Great, to know! Enjoy your birthday!