It was the song of winter:
The blizzard raging outside the window
The bleak evanescent world seemed
Deprived of the illusion of colour;
The nomads jostling around
The dying fire
Staring with the hollow of their eyes.

I had succumbed;
The chilly winter night
Had entered through
Every pore of mine.
I had covered myself:

Now the howl of the world
With the ever-growing
Asperity of the winter
Doesn’t reach me.
Breaching the promise of
Eternal happiness hereafter,
Beyond the certainties
And scepticism of the world,
I stand here now
Like Beelzebub
Trading eternal damnation
For single moment of glory of rebellion.


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