Autumn of souls

Written by: ahmad saleh

those breezes do tickle. unchained and pale

A lonesome autumn leaf prepare to fall

A dull morning where all yawning do fail

to cleanse empty spaces of crowded souls

Autumns cruel nights and early morning chill

brings void to life for young hearts to detest

This cold reckless dawn seems to linger still

untill yesterday's dreams lay down to rest

blank faced and senseless does tomorrow seem?

for no signs of joy this mighty wind tells

will the sunshine blossom a rose to gleam?

will the stormy thunder roar down and kill?

yet in the ashes of the past we crave

an autumn for a lost soul to get saved