Ice

By Prashil Karapurkar

Stuck in a blizzard 

The cold air surrounds me

In thick white oblivion 

Stands my blurry destiny 

Unsure, I wait.. 

Chills roll down my spine 

Worrying over this, 

Elusive fate of mine 

Just then I see its wrath 

Bringing down the bricks  of ice 

But to battle them , 

Will my strength suffice? 

I stand in the hail 

As the blizzard roars 

Hoping for some igloo 

To open the doors 

Bewildered, I witness 

The  power of cold 

No one knows warmth

Whether new or old 

In fear, I flee to away 

Taking with me the icy bricks

To build a shelter 

Away from its nasty tricks

But made a prison with bricks

That shields from the  vice, 

Making me cold hearted 

 The prisoner of ice 

By Prashil Karapurkar