Broken leaves
Drift with wind
Dry lakes
Looking above
Not a streak of rain lace
Cherry blossoms
Lost in season of spring
Years pass by
Passerby walk away
Season of fall
With no ends
Where winter of frozen emotions embrace
But where are you spring ?
Years have gone
Will you not visit the doorstep
Open are doors
Breeze of cold winds freeze
Emotions stale
Die away at touch of society at displease
Winter kills, whatever breathe that laced
Missing the last tweak of scent
That musk, left behind….