The summer is gone …
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Honied yellow dripping gold,
Leaf of autumn in the cold
Dancing on in crisp despair
Whirling on enchanted air
Falling silently to earthen tomb
Away from tree’s
rooted arm
Perhaps the silence
broken
then
By hollow cries
of autumn grief
Synchronized with
the falling leaf
Later Edit : sau poate m-am inselat … mor de cald …
am i losing it? parca mai era un post :)
si imi place mai mult toamna decat
vara..ciudat,stiu :)
da era…dar vreau sa mai finisez un pic ideea … era prea din scurt …mi se pusese
pata… ;;)
A
leaf so
quietly falls in the
middle of the night that no
person hears the swish as it
falls to the ground. “Swish!”
The leaf whispers to the moon.
Only the moon hears the leaf say her
final good-by. Hears the leaf make her so
silent cry. “Good-by to you
warm
days and / nights. Farewell moon!
/
Farewell to all!
/ Fall has arrived.
/ I must go!”
/
/
i see a tear…of rain
drops
that wisper on the autumn leaves…
and then it’s cold and then it sees
that summer ‘s gone…another year…
i see it’s dark on unknown streets
the wind is singing it’s strange songs
it is now here… where it belongs
we’re
lost in all it’s atmosphere….
it makes me cry…it makes me laugh
it makes me
want to dissapear…