~~
Sometimes Loudly
Sometimes Silently
Yellow leaves have fallen,
Becoming dry
Pale
Passing through as the grained Sound on the Street

Slowly dark flees across the evenings
What an Illusion!
What Shadows!
Has Shuffled
The Past
Present
Future

Your form that creates metaphors
And what a wonderful feel
Through out its gravity
Night dancing,
When aroma of Night-Queen
Moving in the air,
Plays with the moonlit
As if Reminds
The First love Poem

Has burned within the form
Standing to fascinate
Away, a dense bunch
Of vine Forest
Bored Air moving
Listening the murmur
Of dried leaves
In the passing wind of banner
As if Someone Calling with
My old name

Empty
Restless Heart
Today is the tune that somewhere else
Like a flow
Of a distant river melody,
Surging waves of the attack
In the Strange night of Spring

Continuous grey leaves falling
Falling on the Floor
Whispering the words on the street goes through
What an Illusion!
What Shadows!
~~
@ Musfiq us shaleheen

A
Man
And
No
Dead
Are

My
Adversaries
Really
I­
Enter

Graves
Entirely
Your
Everlasting
R*eject

I remember your face, so I'll write about your scars.
I remember your heart, so I'll scribble apart
broken lines about good times and our promises in the dark.
And I'll write about your scars.
The one that ran from your eye to your ear,
that I told you was beautiful, and I meant it.
The one that made it hard for you to see or hear,
how beautiful you were; That I really meant it.
I remember your eyes, both of them so deep and so brown.
You hated your eyes, and wished they were more light or more dark.
I remember your hair, on your head like a fiery red crown,
But I'll write about your scars, because that's what broke us apart.
And because, in the end, that's why I'm writing you down.

Violets are purple, and roses are red.
Because romance and the color blue are somehow different tonight.
On this one day of the year, the refractions of light
aren't bent to the left, romance just tends to mess with our heads.
So, what I'm saying is, this year let's just watch Netflix instead.
Because why be blue on Valentines day, amirite?