Autumn thoughts 4

Only the autumn flowers

Can see how beautiful you are,

With frost in your hair

Singing lark in your chest,

Sad eyes with honey color,

You love your solitude

And always dress dark blue

Your hair waving on the wind

Covered with rusted orange

Like the silent speaking leaves. 

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Autumn thoughts 3

In my soul there is a cloud

Sometimes light gray, blue

Green, white opal color,

Changing its form inside

So my outer forms changes

full of deep sadness and rain

collecting water from rivers

around, lakes

sometimes this cloud so full

covered with moon sparkles

bursts in tears …

and drops cool autumn rain

on my red wounded heart-leaf. 

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