Everything's Turning Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Everything's turning like love songs in dust
Without me ever going if dreams come true
Feelings without their passion - into the rust
All like fog on the stones coming through
Deep in the blossoms of many colors glows
Inspiringly and suddenly in the breeze
Love I had, like falling petals of a rose
Now they all seem like the autumn leafless trees

Golden in their glowing my thoughts are now free
Suddenly in rush of a lone winter song
Those ardor feelings from the inside of me
Wheat in the breeze with a heartbeat to long

As time goes, life goes on its turning wheel
In sunset glows tomorrow - nothing seems real