The coldness of winter

So I passed another day,the first Sunday of Bahman left us,soon the last one will leave us.How quikly we get old!It's as if it was only week a go,and now.... .I don't know what to say tonight.All the worlds and ideas have left me,and I stayed here without knowing what to do.That's a very strange feeling that with so many words,expressions and things that want to be said,I feel like that.My final exams will end soon,and I'll take a rest for a while.
I have nothing to say,the winter is everywhere,I feel it's existance so much,it's coldness and emptiness harms me when I hear my foot steps' echoes on the quiet allies,those which I used to pass every day,those who have observed me from all these years,now seem strange to me ,those kind trees whose cool shadows soothed me during the hot summer seem to be in a deep sleep and forgot the girl who used to admire their beautities.I love to repeat:
They'll ignore your greeting
Amid this depressing weather
Doors are shut
Heads on chests
Hands hidden,
Hopes are cruelly cut.

Trees are but
Crystalline skeletons,
The sky's moved closer;
The land is devoid of life,
Dimmed are the sun and the moon
Winter is rife.