#1531-Forlorn


Days when colors clash,

The sun gently shines,

Dreams refuse to lie, and

She quietly lays close by.

Strange autumn days,

That unexpectedly arrive.

When unseen raindrops,

Pitter-patter,

In the dark of night,

It’s late,

You feel alone, and

No one’s cares for thoughts,

As dense as a stone.

Maybe only raindrops,

Landing on windowsills,

Unseen, unheard, forlorn.

Susanne & Sasan

Picture by Susanne Navid - Words by Sasan Navid

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