Rain
Pit-a-pat drops rain
Plant leaves shiver with a thrill
Wounds in your heart heal
Footprints
The road is empty
Closely you look and find there
Footprints aplenty
Love
Two beautiful eyes
Peep through the window curtains
My mind still uncertain
Promises
When they met again
She returned him a bouquet
Of promises he broke
Autumn
Bulbuls are singing
In this broken-hearted city
Autumn still appears
(Visited 315 times, 1 visits today)
