I walk down the familiar path,
Red and orange litters the ground,
The breeze dead as well,
My footsteps being the only sound.
Autumn has taken its toll,
Turning the living to the dead,
Burning my once strong love,
Poisoning the green like the pain is lead.
Soon the winter will settle in,
Cover the land with snow and ice,
Weather as cold as my heart,
And we won't ever play nice.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
The Broken Road
Puisi"Sometimes the broken road is the only way home." -Unknown Part Two: I guess I'm in love. --------- A collection of 2018 poems. 3/12/19 #227 in broken 3/13/19 #285 in finding happiness 4/6/19 #5 in living life
