The Snowman

Written by: Farshid Rezaee Araghi

--------------------------------------------There
-----------------------------------------I can see
---------------------------------------An icy figure
------------------------------------Short and plump
---------------------------------Is standing, brooding
-------------------------------Alone, proud and pleased
------------------------------His coaly eyes wink at me
----------------------------His carrot nose stiff in the air
----------------------------His cold cruel gaze upon me
-----------------------------Threatening me with harsh
-------------------------------Freezing breezes of his
-----------------------------------Lungs, his hands
------------------------------------Cannot be seen
---------------------------------------May be in his
-------------------------------------Hidden pockets,
-----------------------------------Devising some evil
-------------------------------Malicious scheme to grab
-----------------------------My fragile soul, vulnerable as  
------------------------A delicate rose in tornado’s embrace
--------------------I cannot see its feet, perhaps hidden in the
------------------Earth, digging a trap or a hole to bury my flesh
---------------Now bereft of breath, or pounding the snow beneath
-------------Reminding me of the fleeting moments which pass by
---------------To bring that dreadful scene, hailing me with the icy
----------------Arrows, wound me with frozen spears, crucify me
-----------------On the snowy cross, and I, deafened by creepy
---------------------Howling of wolfish fluffy flakes, burning
---------------------With the faintest flames of desire for life, 
------------------------Take the dying torch and rush to see 
-----------------------The last drops of the melting snowman