It was a peaceful night
Yet the heavens were not
The sea was captive at sight
And in its depth I was caught
The waters reflected the glister
Of the round, full moon
I wished to dream further
But dawn will come soon
I wonder what lies
In these gentle waves
If there were ever goodbyes
For these thousands of graves
YOU ARE READING
Fall
PoetryAlternative title: Autumn Melancholic thoughts, twisted dimensions, and fallen colors Summer, Autumn, Winter, and Spring. This story tells about memories in autumn. As a season changes, there comes another one. The contents of this book are purely p...
