Pastel Poem by Elena Daniela
Pastel
Trumpeting autumn,
In full agony,
Birds flying by,
And hiding secretly.
Drizzling rain…
And no-one on the road,
Just staying outside,
Would feel a heavy smoke.
Far away on the field,
Ravens gently dropping,
And howling of the cattle
Across the field is spreading
Sorrowful cowbells,
Sadly melodize,
It is awfully late,
And I haven't died.
Translation of the poetry 'Pastel' by George Bacovia
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