Submission by Manu Mangattu

[Manu Mangattu]

Dear Dr Fab,

Please find my poem below:

Winter Poet

On sleepless nights wily Winter comes to me.

He turns me wild, and drives me mad;

When it's morn, Dawn sets me free.

My quill loves him though, which makes me sad.

 

Once I assumed that Winter was bad,

For he had made me weak and season-sick;

In the dead chill of the night, darkness-clad,

Winter comes still, frozen embers to prick.

 

Oh! He kills flowers, he empties bowers

Prickling his gloom, he sweeps man to his doom.

Though he dries showers, and parts lovers

Tickling muses, he amuses poets in gloom.

 

Still, if the Sun rises after the night,

Know Winter, Time will put you to flight.

My quill though shall still love you

For winter-sleep grants me verses honey-dew.

Manu Mangattu, India

— I'm an Assistant Professor in English hailing from Kerala, India. Born on 21st of December 1985, I imbibed my penchant for poetry and flair for writing from my parents. Besides translations into English from Chinese and Sanskrit, I write poetry both in English and Malayalam. Settled at Kottayam, India. Website: http://www.mutemelodist.com/

I hereby state that the poem has not been published elsewhere.

Thank you

Manu Mangattu