Following an endless road
With fast steps that never slowed,
Season of the fall begins
Making world dropp into sins.
Coming closer every day
You may think it came to play;
With a spell blooms fall asleep
There's no life it wants to keep.
Hiding in sleepy inns
Roguish fire vamps and grins;
Sun fleets as darkness win
Thus thunderstorm sets in.
The secrets of the misty rain
Pierce your soul like a chain,
It's always been the same...
I hate this wicked game...
Tork Souad Diana
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/season-of-the-fall/
