Autumn, and leaves fall apart,
And in Hyde Park sun is setting,
Autumn is moving away,
Autumn is melting...
Leaves are repeating farewell,
Friend does not come, does not call me,
Autumn is passing away,
Autumn is cold.
Sadness is bitterness' friend,
Someone is losing and getting,
Autumn is passing away,
Autumn is melting...
it's suppose to be winter now where am from but I feel autumn
yes Elena you penned it right......we do have sad as well as good days....a sad moment is followed by a good one always....sadness expires very soon....nicely written lines...
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A poetic depiction of picturesque Autumn. Beautifully drawn!