Autumn

Autumn

Writes its final words

Upon the weary leaves.

The wind

Turns the pages,

And time

Fades away

Into a corner of the horizon.

My eyes,

In search of extinguished light,

Wander among the shadows.

An endless longing

Takes shape

On an infinite road.

Tears,

Rising from the depths of my soul,

Fall softly like gentle rain,

Whispering silently

Upon my cheeks.

These tears

Are not a tale of sorrow,

But blossoms of joy,

Each drop engraving

Another memory

Upon my heart.

And I,

In the chill of autumn,

Gaze toward a distant horizon

With the warmth of hope

Burning within me.

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Poet and Author: Ahmad Mahmood Imperator

2024 

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