Luyện nghe bài hát . . . And Then It Passes

The distance it at first
The change is through the air
The mother of nature discontently

As death tends to whisper
Thinks surprising, fully expected
unwelcomed, purposely unhidden
There to
A more whiskey warmth
Had my fills of somber and lost souls

Bleak ember grey, dismal
Catastrophic in its own right
as low as low
Unfortunately is cold
Scold the mother
For shaking the core

Unprepared as
sneaking into
Mammoth
An emblem of bones
And hopes

The is now
An icy adversary of a piercing
blue lunacy in the eyes
No choice but to
Against skies

Biting

Blizzard
Nipping at the line of your neck
glacial
Facial
Beaten red raw by the fist

Pummelled quite
Frozen bricks the spirit down
Destined to find the elusive
Set aside reclusion from the mind

Winteresque portrait
Painted miserably

Earth
Postponed in
Temporarily
anytime
This unthawing

Our fine feathered
smarter than they appear
Should´ve to join them
On these months are so feared

Ferocious gusts, winds
bales, infinitized
Unbeareble
Trapped a rat in a maze
Just you thought enough was too much
For the desperate masses... and it passes