LEO Phakhuimi Kashung Poet Free verse

Your love froze my heart

The wintry water isn't cold anymore,
I could bear its tremor.
The silent breeze; it's chill,
Taste blissfully calm
But your love frost my heart.

Let me take my step back
I could stand you no more -
This pain ceases to stop
And I couldn't live a breathless life.

Your love weaved like a season -
And I stood like a sturdy oak,
The gentle breeze, the roaring waves,
I sipped them all - stood still unmoved.

Like a longing bird - carved a cradle
Within my heart, soft and warm,
Yet you wouldn't sit nor feel them -
Is this how destiny weaved our souls apart?

My love isn't worn out nor the spark dead or gone,
Yet I wouldn't flame it bright again -
The pain's too much - when love couldn't reap.
Let it sit like a dying ember, never sparkle again.

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Alison A Smith August 25, 2026 at 2:34 AM A poignant free-verse poem that sustains its wintry imagery beautifully, moving from numbness and endurance to a quiet, painful letting-go. Images such as the sturdy oak, longing bird, and dying ember give the emotional journey a vivid, cohesive shape. The repeated contrast between warmth and frost makes the speaker’s grief feel especially palpable.