Falling Days Poem by mohammad ahmadizadeh

Falling Days



blowing sighs
among a few breaths
spread the fragrance of
my bleary eyes
around the bank
I sit on

my longing glances
smell autumn
again

the tree weep by bank
tears are shed
on my head
at my feet

rising cigarette smoke
touches in the air
the bygone days
falling down

passers by set foot
on yellow tears

crunching old days
fall to pieces
under feet

flying memories
clear away
in the air

Monday, October 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: memories
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