The Autumn is here again with
it's wind carrying the same smell
that once upon a time I used to
fly high on my imagination.

The Fibonacci sequence starts
giving me the same kick that
used to take me to the realm of
uncertainty over my belief and disbelief.

The sky has the same arrogant sun now
that once it used to remind me of me
and my honest love and sorrow which
I manipulated to get rid of pain.

Now I promise myself that I would
be the same again ,no matter who when  
and how shattered this honesty with
the easy game called love.

My eyes will still carry the curiosity
My heart will still beat faster than I expect
The sunset will still make me feel sad
This autumn will still make me FEEL...