Autumn Love
early in the morning
love during autumn,
feeling vulnerable
like the dried yellow leaves
on the tree.
fluttering of angel's wings
obscured by the blowing cold breeze,
breathing into freezing hands,
heavy eyes closing in the dawn
to my dreams.
ruining old melodies playing on repeat,
heart feels wanting,
the warmth of your grace,
as the sun keeps raising to fading stars
on the east.
-ravikiran kasula
Copyright © Ravi Kiran | Year Posted 2016
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment