Fall Ii Poem by Ruslan Kerimov

Why every Fall I feel so blue
When northern wind blows from the sea,
And distant memories of you
With raging gushes brings to me?

Why bleak and changing nature says
That loneliness has come to stay,
And why we go our different ways
With our souls led astray?

Why every Fall on the cold street
I look for you among the crowd
And try again by chance to meet
Your lovely face I dream about?

The seasons change, my feelings don’t,
Time cures pain, but mine it won’t!