When Winter Speaks

When winter speaks, some wants it to be the loudest.

for they felt the need of a soaring bleak.

so people could be more passive in a way to feel liberal

so people could be underwhelming and not focused upon

the darkness had then crept in, them people could not be seen

Nor did they wanted to, winter had them beneath the skin.

Loudly did it spoke and all settled in.

the silence had then crept in, them people didn't still step in.

It's something about it's speech, it just feels depressing.

Of what it speaks is a speech.

But induced within is a specific sound 

of melancholic realization and the burden so cold

The ground beneath grew harsher, as if it was for them white grounds.

The winter though depressed struck on them as a crest

And for of all the grief stored within, 

they perpetually found how they really feel.

By the bye, the darkness went off.

The people spent all, to hear the intent of the mentor that meant all right.

And it was for the bright insight of the winter talking real forthright.

People had now it known that times go off, and life unfolds.

In a way, that they might not want. 

But winter spoke again, letting them know that a specific sound meant a specific song.

And it went on with the chorus.

The chorus was but instrumental

winter did speak but the words were absent 

as if it was a person trying to be less fragment.

Embracing the coldness within, them people listen.

Her voice is heavy and cold are the hearts.

As it speaks, its eyes do shimmer.

stillness within them people soon departs.