Glimmer

Glimmer of Frost

My experience with silver and gold,
Just a sliver, so cold.
Der Winter ist kalt,
Where the wealth of winter glows,
A glimmer of frost,

In a landscape of frozen dreams:

Treasures sparkle under the frost,
Promises turn to ice,
In the heart of cold wealth,
Leaving a touchless beauty,
An allure that chills to the core.
 

 

 

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Cassandra Louise

Fri 13th Dec 2024 15:50

A beautifully written piece.
I really like "Promises turn to ice". It's incredibly relatable.
Thanks for sharing! 😊

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