Friday, November 07, 2008

Fallen

The wind blows, I shiver,
Hold strong, my dear,
The whispers I hear,
It's too strong I told them,
I'm next, I fear.
.
Suddenly it shakes, I let go and fell,
In red, in tears,
Looking up at my peers,
I knew it's true,
Winter is already here.

Autumn

Green to red, I see everyday,
To and fro, on my way,
The journey I am on today.

A reflection of my thought,
A feeling, a fear I fought,
A question I've got,
Each and everyday I ask,
So quietly at the corner of my heart.

For now I can only pray,
With hope for a better day,
Every morning when I see the rays.