الجمعة، 26 سبتمبر 2025


*** AUTUMN ***

Royal Club for Literature and Peace 

*** AUTUMN ***

Tarana Turan  Rahimli

*** AUTUMN ***

It was raining again, it was charming night 

There was no walking , no noise in the street.

The city was so strange , the outdoor was so sad, 

Autumn say me : die from grieving and dying on.


The street headlight lowering  the head

annoying cloud on the asphalt.

Drops  are playing on the pond,

Poetry begins  on the pedestal.


The drops banish away one by one on the window glass,

The sleepless city is rubbing eyes.

The  moon was  hidden  somewhere , its shadow was playing on water,

My poetic heart  get excited now.


It was raining again, it was charming night ,

There was no walking , no noise in the street.

The city was so strange , the outdoor was so sad,

Autumn say me: die from grieving and dying on.

@Tarana Turan  Rahimli

documentation: Waffaa Badarneh 




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