A gray Falling Leaf

Gray falling leaf 

Moon is broken like pennant of a widow, 

Every star friendless; sunk into thoughts.

Very tired laying restless on the pillow-

Clouds of grief stay like a funeral- 

Some teeny O many heavy all endless-

On music of hiccups, the heart weeps-

Stuck into swallowing deeps- 

I've not resting place-ravaged, 

No loyalty or security; just am a savage, 

A tearful life; My fate gave me-displeasure.

Go away O winds! 

Take your passage- 

It is my fate to put to scream; my soul- 

Life came up weeping-dolorous, 

From my grief these're naught 

the flowers, they're the wounds- 

My shadow itself split from Me- 

I'm lonely in festival of grriefs

Thus! mine life is like a gray falling leaf.