Hastened by the cold is winter dealing swiftly with denial, <br />Hatred forces mildly, hinting at mortuaries, and graves. <br />Heaving in tatters, filling the ambition, having awkward goals, <br />When does heaven display a folding and sorting of goals? <br />The forces of carelessness and neglect are upon us, <br />Yet the letters of financial matters are lovely. <br />Cold the winter, heavenly the bursting of activity, <br />Memory is beautiful, of mountain like size.<br /><br />Naveed Akram<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/heavenly-winter/
