Could you feel what I felt
dear?
In the mind eye fallen
leaves were
Chasing wind as if
they were madly
In love with each
other. When it all
Ended, tears would
keep rolling down
The cheeks with the taste
of salt
Dryed up from tonns
of sad blue sea .
To think of the leaves ,
no explanation
Was needed, for the
heart had ears
That could hear. It
had all ended before