The melancholic thoughts are <br />tightening around her <br />neck..like a rope of <br />worn-out petals from a <br />dying amber rose.. <br /> <br />Now, here she comes; so calm, <br />so cold, with her <br />marble silhouette-but <br />what a dread! Instead of <br />life..she wanted death! <br /> <br />The crimson leaves are <br />clinging on her hair..as <br />wind blows and sweeps <br />her curly locks away-far away <br />too far away.. <br /> <br />Sheltered by the wings of <br />morbid dreams, <br />she keeps her memories <br />away from fading.. <br />hidden in the coal clouds. <br /> <br />On the burning shores of <br />time, she grieves alone, <br />and sings mellow songs <br />all on the behalf of <br />her autumn-loving heart! <br /> <br />The reflection of a scarlet <br />twilight sparkling <br />in her eyes..such an omen! <br />she just drank the sap <br />of the unearthly venom! <br /> <br />From time to time, I pass <br />by this grave; but <br />here she lies..the one <br />who was born, and died <br />with autumn in her heart!<br /><br />Whispers Of Night<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-her-autumn-loving-heart/
