Farewell In Autumn

As  interlude of turmoil swerves 
          on my mind
  leading me to reach for waning hours , 
           there is a lull of evening's heave 
         grating within the ledge of isolation,

           until gazing long enough 
  into darkness, I blink to recall
        the revelries trapped in  dried blossoms 
of ardor now enmeshed ,entangled:

      These haunting screams jut out
 from a frame of hardened boughs 
       buried deep among frigid weeds-- and I wail, 
    stripping night's foliage of farewell 
             with knots of abandonment ... 
and autumn loses its elegance, 
            those misted tears invading the glint 
        behind our past trysts -- 

     that I learn how desolate this stained time  
   retreats when he fades away 
         like a ghastly ghost, 
    when the soul-stars dream and die...
     knowing in fall's requiem, 
             I am no longer there.

goodbyehurtdramatic verse

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