____Gone____
Feet in flight
stops at the echo
of your drifted
fragrance
lonely eyes
search your shadow
around on streets
and empty pavements
to find left traces
of chilled air
follows despair
You have gone!
Autumn dearest
you have gone
.
.
.
.
____Safe Zone____
Tiptoeing around my days
not to set by mistake
my foot where
it hurts the most
.
.
.
.
.
.
____ Unwelcomed Companion_____
A word of comfort
or essays
can not lull the pain
left in hollowed heart
or the sourness
of my tongue
that struggled
to retain
a withering bond
unless I learn to love
this unwelcomed
companion