Autumn Agony

Colours yet bright in the end of the day
Tears of tide are dwelling apart
September calls on the bottom of deep well

Nightingale sings no more
White owl hasn’t yet come
In the end an eye of eternal night foresees
The world still lost in me

Colours are brighter
Before the sleep of winter
White bound I caress with love and ever care

With last petal of blooming tree
I will rise from the ashes of time
Reviving in lost dark pianoheart
Every poet’s dream
My autumn agony

Green grass will never fade
Blue skies are never grey
Every moment in your heart will never be away

Silently it falls on your eyes rising with last autumn rust
Revealing within
Silent touch of first winter dream

Nightingale sings no more
White owl hasn’t yet come
In the end an eye of eternal night foresees
The world still lost in me
My autumn agony