Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2014
Trees loosing her leaves
and time passing by.
Night is almost calling
appearing in the sky.

The last rays of sun,
a final farewell,
night is almost calling
as I'm already in my shell.

Goodnight life,
it was fun to play,
maybe we will play again
another life.
Bernhard Tischler
Written by
Bernhard Tischler  Vienna, Austria
(Vienna, Austria)   
2.4k
   ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems