Season’s Sorrow

Many faces and personalities once here spread
Now departed, missed along my life’s way
Dear Summer, I thank Allah for you
For with you comes shortened nights and longer days.
Though memories fade I still dream of you
And it’s as though you’re actually there
But you’re not so I’m forever indulged in the pursuit of happiness
With hopes that one day I’ll thaw and love again
Because currently I’m numb, cold and bitter

Still I long for you Winter
But with your passion comes punishment
I lust for your Beauty
The sight of you causes my face to flush my heartbeat to slow
So I wait with feet beneath imaginary snow
For your eluding self to show
I’ve envisioned your return time and time again
Maybe in the heart of spring when many flowers and splendid plants reemerge
So would we

I’ve always despised Autumn due to everything that dies with it
My uncertainty gives strength
Entertaining the thought that my beloved may come
Before my heart becomes dull and my mind recognizes it own treason
And tears fall from thy’s face like leaves in this sorrowful season
The time of year may dictate thy behavior though truth may hurt and lies may heal
Thy must realize that truth is one’s SAVIOUR

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1 Comment

  1. Nicole Chia (@surrealistlove) on May 19, 2012 at 2:55 AM

    wonderful! i really like your writing style. nostalgic yet hopeful.

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