Mizgeen Berzinari

My Beautiful Colour

My beautiful colour

 

You are my beautiful colour

You are my sun and my flower

It’s autumn and I love this season

If you ask me why? I’ll say you are my reason

 

The sun rose over my country

If you were here, I would be free

The birds are singing again

But even their sounds can not lessen this pain

 

Land-to-Land I’m seeking your hands

On mountains, deserts and strands

It’s autumn but Autumn is far

Far, farther than a star

 

I am a lost voice without Fall

She is my one and my all

 

Mizgeen A. Berzinari

September 25, 2020