the winter

There is something changed in my life.Something has left it and I can never bring it back again.I don't know what it was,but I can only say that it was the only motive of my life.It was the all source of light and energy in me. what shall I do now?I could not sit and do nothing ,so I got up and started an useless search don't know what happened to me.After that the value of the most dear things for me began to lose,the meaning of everything began to be forgotten,happiness became an obscure shadow of old days.
Now,I'm here and alone in the darkness with no hope or goal,have an everyday life,which once was my great panic in life.
Your greetings they'll ignore.
With their heads resting on their chests,
They seek warmth from their breasts,
None affords to lift a head to greet the guests.

Vision is limited,
The road's dark and slick.
Your extended friendly hand is refused,
Not because they are confused;
They rather keep their hands where they are warmed.
It is frightfully cold. Do not be alarmed.

Observe your breath,
Leaving the warmth of your breast;
Turns into a dark cloud
Before it rests
On the wall before your chest.

If your breath is this unkind,
What is amiss; if
Distant and near friends,
Were to keep you out of mind?