Falling leaf,
Gliding effortlessly,
Kissing the large oak tree
In correlation, more of us joined,
Swaying to a melodious hum
Melancholy descended over mother
Tears witnessed by some
Throughout the night,
The ground wreathed with white,
Satin sheets, saying farewell,
Autumn 🍂
When she arrived,
The landscapes welcomed her
The Queen of the dark
Known to us as the Wicked Aunt
For her cruel demeanor
To destroy life
So most hide
Some leave,
Freeing themselves from
This lunar eclipse
Yes! This lunatic
Worshipped
—By pagans and witches,
Praying to tame
This beast with a longing desire
For desolace
Many days
Even the sun is ushered away
By her
—Wrath
From such a cruel
Winter
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Iosefa Manu
I write to let the demons out.
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