<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=398870" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My autumn [2]</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Around me trees are stripped<br>rigid, bare and totally naked<br>and heaps of leaves lie fallen<br>already colouring<br> from yellow to red and into brown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Everything is lifeless, <br>like my life in pieces<br>and still there are thunderstorms<br>that repeatedly falls in this winter<br>out of season</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I am almost blinded by the thunder<br>as if it wants to devour everything about me<br>and still there’s new life<br>that this rain brings<br>and it’s clear<br>that my autumn is coming too early<br>and although my body still feels young<br>the greyness are creeping in</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and you write words<br>of keeping yourself in vain, <br>of a child<br>that never will be born</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and about everything becoming rotten<br>like a compos heap<br>and that love has also receded<br>as if everything this autumn<br>has elapsed for once and all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet the grass is still green, <br>some trees are covered with leaves<br>and I wonder where you and I stand<br>when this season disappears<br>and the coming winter ends? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still you are in my heart, <br>as if you are part of me<br>and I know that life without you <br>is totally meaningless.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=398870" data-title="My autumn [2] de Gert Strydom" data-description="Around me trees are stripped rigid, bare and totally naked and heaps of leaves lie fallen already colouring from yellow to red and into brown. Everything is lifeless, like my life in pieces and still there are thunderstorms that repeatedly fall..."></div> </div> </div>

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