Onto September

September is still faraway and yet it haunts some.

Terms come and go while chances become thinner.

Time passes violently and drift people closer and yet further.

Leaves start to fall and people begin to rest.

One longs for a cup of coffee served warm and yet cold one gets.

Once more one said yesterday and once more one begs.

Until death, promises are made and yet keeping them is trouble for most.


Author: anwari

stay low and keep your head down

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