WhiteLionPoetry
  • Home
  • Promo's
    • "Emerse" Promo
    • "LiFe" Promo
    • "ButterFly Effect"promo
    • Inner Flame
    • Truth Sayer >
      • "Caste/Cast" of a Man
      • Droplets
    • Catching Tears
  • Samples
    • Tidal Wave
    • Free Fall
    • Image of a Rose
    • Playing God
    • Insanity
    • Butterfly Effect
    • Spanish Guitar
    • Frames
    • 9 Eleven
    • Am I a Dream
    • White Sand
    • Break Away
    • Beauty
    • Wind Chill
    • Bondage
    • Fire and Ice
    • Talking Trees
    • Our Story
    • Down the Aisle
    • Thirst
    • River Lei
    • Intellectual Foreplay
    • Violin
    • Art of Intuition
    • Dont Hide
    • Running Sand
    • Soaking Rain
    • What lies Beneath
    • Animal Within
    • Touch of Fire
    • Dawn of Ice
    • Crush
    • Refuge
    • At the same time
  • Videos
    • Reign
    • Olympian
    • Truth Sayer
    • Twi-Light
    • Time Will Come
    • Wings
    • Lines in Sand
    • Gods and Heroes
    • Pebbles
    • Ground Up
    • Power
    • Flight of an Angel
    • Struggle
    • Summon
    • Feathers
    • Inner Flame
  • Book Orders
    • Hardback / Softback >
      • Promise Hope
      • Inner Peace
      • Truth Sayer
    • Digital Downloads >
      • Emerse
      • Thoughts of Life
      • Inner Flame
      • Butterfly Effect
      • Intellectual Foreplay
      • Memoirs to my Soul
      • Inner Peace
      • Truth Sayer
      • Promise Hope
  • Products
    • Felon Cologne
    • Khmer Perfume
    • Probation Cologne
    • Apsara Perfume
    • Indictment Cologne
  • Slideshow
  • Comments
  • View Cart
Picture

Wind Chill



The frigid cold can be much warmer
Than the gust that brings it thru
This rigid mold will cast the former
Gripping you in two....
Replacing pain with something colder
Just to soothe your mind 
Until your heart becomes much bolder
Each and every time...
As every breath becomes less painful
With each time you breathe
Whatever's left succumb's as baneful
Till you can find reprieve...
And as you exhale you surrender
Something from your soul 
That takes the last thing you remember
Forgotten by the cold ...
And turns it to a memory
That is never coming back
Because that moment sets it free
With no time to react...
Powered by Create your own unique website with customizable templates.