Falling Fall
P
Peter S. Quinn
0
Altın Yaprak
Falling fall
In endless grays
Darkness to call
Its deep shrivel ways
Blossom blooms
Dry and in bleach
From winter dooms
That death did reach
You gave a heart
In bottomless ocean
A hurting dart
In your emotion
What is there to feel?
That comes to make
Your memories unreal
As they doth awake
My love´s try
Is opening up
To a clouded sky
And gray bottomless cup
All what I have found
Thru days gone
Their inside sound
That now seems done
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş