What is Winter

But a season of nostalgia

Don't know what brings back more

The coldness

Or the coziness

Fog of forgotten 

rain of rememberence

mist of memories:

some beautiful some bad

Some sweet some sad

But all with a touch of unfathomed melancholy

Like no one is listening and never will

Like time has stopped,clocks still

The moment will never pass

Chained in echoes of past

Solitude of souls

Filling the vacant holes

In the season of nostalgia...