Pale leaves

From My Art Gallery

This autumn season has returned

After you in a strange way

That the same silence continues in this heart

That was overwhelmed after your departure

The sound of your footsteps is still heard on these dry pale leaves

It seems that my heart is being trampled

That moment of separation is still unfolding before my eyes

The dry winds of autumn have merged

And the fogg of your heart has settled

In the form of tears in my silent eyes

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©️ Aarzu_words

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