Autumn

_____Firey Autumn____

Why is fire

attributed to you

is your color,

when you are white

lifeless, silent

why restlessness

points towards you

when your feelings

are long gone

It is them

who mourn

late at your funeral

to show you love

when you are gone

fade as white

and obscure grey

____Don't rush____

Hold still for a while

let the breeze

that rush with longing

feel your breath

and retain

your fragrance

on the arch

of every finger

so when the world

may sleep a season

I could feel

soft caress of you

O! autumn

so hold still

for a while

don't rush to greet

the winter soon...

_____Silent words_____

Slow autumn evenings

dead leaves

gripping the feet

of rushing youth

and telling

the story of

their downfall

cold streets

heard it all!