Autumn Winds

(July 22 1993 / Sanfrancisco, California)

Fallen Beauty


My fallen beauty
Of whispered words
Hardly heard in the cacophony
Of the day
And yet it lingers in the background
And the constant shadows
All at once I heard the strings
That sang to me
Now they're so out of tune
My fallen beauty
Why have you gone?
I'm left with the integument of stars
And withering memories
You were the sun that shined
The summer days that would never end
Where are you?

Submitted: Monday, October 07, 2013
Edited: Sunday, October 20, 2013

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Fallen Beauty by Autumn Winds )

Enter the verification code :

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (10/8/2013 10:04:00 AM)

    Old age is like autumn and the spring left behind is now for the kids but mind is ever young that to for the case of poetess/poet thank u (Report) Reply

  • Heather Wilkins (10/7/2013 7:31:00 PM)

    all at once I heard the strings they sang to me know they're so out of tune. my fallen beauty why have you gone. excellent phrase. (Report) Reply

Read all 2 comments »

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. (1) The Ceaseless Waves of Sorrow, Uriah Hamilton
  2. An Ode to a Toad Named Frank, Susan Sparks
  3. The Path, Deepak Hariharan
  4. A Hymn to God, Dr John Celes
  5. The Facebook Poem, Alan W. Jankowski
  6. The Jerk At Work, Alan W. Jankowski
  7. When Friends Betray Friends, Alan W. Jankowski
  8. My Love Did Sometimes Wander, Alan W. Jankowski
  9. No Help At All, Alan W. Jankowski
  10. The Bird, the Cat, the Monster and I…., Poetheart (back)

Poem of the Day

poet Sir Walter Scott

The moon's on the lake, and the mist's on the brae,
And the Clan has a name that is nameless by day;
Then gather, gather, gather Grigalach!
Gather, gather, gather Grigalach!

...... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]