Winter Winds

She felt numb as she drags her    
feet in the late November snow  
the cold wind blew her damped
hair showing an almost bare soul    
she wanted to dry her eyes    
but her tears overflowing like    
a river that never runs dry    
she feels utterly helpless    
   
She couldn’t bear to look back    
for any chance of delay could only    
prolong the much awaited escape    
her time to fly has come and she    
has to endure the long flight after    
many years of enemy’s captivity    
and for the first time in her life    
liberation is within grasp    
   
Her footsteps a pounding beat    
in a maniacal rush, she can’t afford    
to lose precious seconds of inviting    
freedom, the sunrise starting to    
reveal its warmth at the horizon    
and the darkness that hinders her    
presence slowly fades away as    
the first sight of dawn approaches    
   
Beauty has betrayed her beyond    
imagination, if only she weighed    
the reasons clouding her mind    
she will be spared from misery    
now as she reflects from the past    
she cannot even remember a time    
when she felt happy, a time when    
even pain can make her smile    
   
The scent of moist air like incense    
that excites her once muted senses    
as calmness consumed every fibers    
of her being, the brightness of sun    
blinds her less acquainted eyes    
she tried to grab to something to    
steady herself, but darkness had    
already taken her into slumber