Gray November

November gray, predator's prey Spark of the day stretched away The month of gloom For so long....don't stay! Though time would fly Yet it's preferential Cause August slipped away And September as well And so has gone the month of fall But November isn't gonna be so small Open to debate? Just wait and see y'all Time would paralyze me With no other option rather than to recall Those words serpent and epoch of reticence penetrated by reminiscence avert glancing at that glance exposing mirages of happiness to stay As it was running away Cause here it is.... November gray, predator's prey The month of gloom For so long....Don't Stay Yet, futile all the prayers are The month of gloom Will Stay Will Stay Will Stay