Like the stone that strikes the floor
Like the petals that got torn apart
Like the withered bouquet
That got tossed away

How can I escape my insomniac thoughts
Researching about what could be the cause
When exactly will these words leave my mind
Widened eyes teeth grinds falling behind
So very difficult to find a peace of mind

Cherry red maple leaves
The peaceful brush of a breeze
Leaves gradually descending
Yellow orange red and green
Autumn feels are all around.