Best Poems Written by Zeynep Ozek

The Time Between the Seasons

Late  Summer Breeze

Autumn is approaching I can tell
When all the leaves fell
The weather smells like rain but it's not cold 
So don't you worry it will be like the old
days. And as always
Our usual ways
I will not be cold but hazy
This time dull and lazy
Bored I will be and my eyes will glaze over 
As I will only be surrounded by three leaved clover
Only salt and pepper, frequently common
Rotten souls all around are the omen
And I will only wish for a reason
For all the treason
Dried out flowers of fall are fragile
But my dreams are full of you and all agile
Delicate and vulnerable
Not all words are utter-able
Stars appear to be drifting
I am the late summer sun resisting
Still warm like a bracing and fragrant breeze
But my brain is buzzing like bees
As I lose my grip
Feeling unusual and unsafe I slip

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