
Illustration: Tuan Anh
Knowing autumn has gone
when the yellow leaves stop falling
purple clouds
lonely afternoon moon
The wind sways hesitantly on the deserted porch
empty yard pink sun
deep garden wind reminds familiar birdsong
orphan shade tree
The dew drops fall no more
Hidden memories burst open in the vast night
old friends parted ways
I make sunlight streaks following my heavy footsteps
Autumn has gone
wanderer
poems into songs of longing
cool breeze covers the wild grass
The river does not know that it hurts the old shore
In the darkness, the sound of the guitar is absent
the moon still misses
the other horizon, the meeting place
only a vague serenity remains
dream gone
The fragile autumn sunshine no longer falls
rough winter trees
I thread the needle into my heart
the thread of time sews memories.
Source: https://thanhnien.vn/mua-thu-da-di-roi-tho-cua-pnthuong-doan-185251115181957404.htm






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