93 Unwelcomed Companion

____Gone____

Feet in flight

stops at the echo

of your drifted

fragrance

lonely eyes

search your shadow

around on streets

and empty pavements

to find left traces

of chilled air

follows despair

You have gone!

Autumn dearest

you have gone

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____Safe Zone____

Tiptoeing around my days

not to set by mistake

my foot where

it hurts the most

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____ Unwelcomed Companion_____

A word of comfort

or essays

can not lull the pain

left in hollowed heart

or the sourness

of my tongue

that struggled

to retain

a withering bond

unless I learn to love

this unwelcomed

companion