Tuesday 14 February 2017

Autumn has come fast

Running through my mind at 100km/h
Seeking attention in minutes and hours. 
Counted the blossoms, petal by petal. 

Hours on the line, 
Was the norm for us. 
Now, silence dictates the terms. 

Plans for the future
Was the centre of our discussions.
Now, tomorrow seems more dimmer than ever. 

Cold words have replaced warm hands,
Empty canvases, where colourful minds were. 
Autumn has come fast, where once the spring began to dawn.