Sonnet 1, Fall Poem by Ruslan Kerimov

When Fall bewails the summer’s shining days
With howling winds and bitter tears of rain,
And gloomy clouds hide the sunny rays,
So I lament lost happiness in vain.

When raging surges hurl upon the cliffs,
And swelling azure of the sea turns black
And raindrops dance in pair with falling leaves,
Do I regret, what’s gone cannot get back.

When swallows chirp their cheerless farewell song,
Like arrows, darting ‘cross the dark-blue sky,
I know they won’t linger here too long,
To distant lands, away they have to fly.

So happiness just comes to go away,
Appreciate then what you have today!