Summer's warmth,
Fresh, happiness surrounds.
Monsoon's soothing drops,
With tears it too falls.
Autumn's colourful leaves,
A fresh start of everything.
Winter's soft snow,
It freezes every part.
Summer's scorching heat burned
My freshness, my happiness.
Monsoon poured, my tears fell too,
It ended up being dried.
Autumn came with its colours,
I was abandoned too, colourless.
Winter's snow buried all I had,
Froze me, leaving emotionless.
Everybody left, everything went away,
Every season was their witness.
I'm left in an abandoned house,
An abandoned earth,
A forest of darkness with dead partners,
I'm left in an unnamed season.
- Zayana Cullen
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Silent Whispers of Dysphoria
PoetryWhen mirror is not enough to reflect emotions, when talks are not enough to convey feelings, a silent poem and a pen and it's creations may help. Edit (April 14, 2020) : This book was previously titled as "Autumn Leaves" *NOTE FOR READERS* Dear rea...
