Monday, September 1, 2008

Autumn

Leaves flapping like butterflies in the wind
Stripping the trees of their golden blossoms,
My eyes blinked – where has summer been?
You were gone abandonedly too soon.

There is not a cloud in the sky
Distantly, the hills seem coated with rust,
Carelessly time just sails on by
Of what use is all the fuss?

Dust blows from the fields of gold
Farmers harvest from goodness of the earth,
Quiet desperations in a suffering world
Showered the land with unconditional love.

The daylight is getting brief
Some people change, some people don’t,
For Diana and Teresa the world grieves
‘Peace’ is marked on their tombstones.

In the west, the sun always fades
This fragile life is not worth to cling,
Fallen angels sheltering in the autumn shades
The most glorious twilight I’ve ever seen.

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