Seeing through those greens

Those beautiful eyes, which overcome me 

Those wonderful times, which they gave me, 

Those sharp dreamy eyes, which no one ever had; 

And those graceful moments that never turned bad. 

Whenever the wind blew, I gazed out, 

To see the autumn flowers lowering- To touch those wonderful grounds where we met. 

At times when the flowers blossomed, and the dragonflies buzzed around 

Those memories came overshadowing my bruised heart. 

Those that were joy to my mind and song to my soul, 

Had now become the reasons of a faded love. 

Those flowers that witnessed our love, 

Had now become the unworthy dust of the courtyard.


PS:A story which I created through this poem. Do not remember the author but I love this.