Teddy Ang

(22/9/1992)

Autumn Leaves


The autumn sky has never seemed so gray before
One by one, I watch the leaves fall down from the trees
Before you left, I never realised a bond this strong
Could be swept away by such a gentle breeze

This empty street brings back far too much memories
I can still feel your presence walking by my side
The rain only seem to be washing away my smiles
And adding on to the tears that I've cried

Why did you have to go? You were the innocent one
I was guilty but you took the punishment instead
Repenting doesn't even make things any better
And how can I make it up to you when you're already dead?

The autumn sky has never seemed so gray before
When winter comes, will you know that I was sorry?
Like the autumn leaves, my colour has already changed
But it's too late now, you're already in another story

(20th August 2009) - My 63rd Poem...

Submitted: Thursday, August 20, 2009

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