City Of Autumn

Going another country by train I was dreaming
Touching sky-cloud train is running expanding wing

At last the train stopped at station of universe
In city of autumn all got up hanging stairs

Glamorous of flowers spread aroma keeping time with air
Bees cultivate honey with buzzing sound at garden of flower

I wake up and found city of autumn is yet far reaching.

poem by Bongokobida Zakaria
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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