Photo Feature

European winter
(These pictures were taken in Gothenburg, Sweden)

My lips are swollen with cold
Snowflake on my nose
Wind utters aloneness.
What I whisper, freezing into salience;
a sudden phase transition,
Similar to water freezing into ice.

Meanwhile…….
Up ahead in the distance the sun is rising on fields
Hopes are beaming into my heart;
A swift change of my mood.
I love to live this word.

Pictures and poem
By Intakhar Ahmad