(Eng.) A poem: 28

 


Turning leaves
changing colors
still believes.

 
Aging soul
thinking that
time stole.

 
Hiding moon
facing truth
sleeping soon.

 

 
 

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Notify me of new comments via email. You can also subscribe without having to leave a comment.

CommentLuv badge

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.