November is here
That some pains and griefs
Turn alive ,fresh and painful
The butterflies hug flowers
Hornets and wasps come to meet
The golden sunrays and last flowers
Last leaves and season fall memories
What is it for november?
My dad basked for last time
In sun that was sinking black
My loved ones left me when
Maples turned red and cicadas sang
Sang last songs of departure
What is it for november ?
My brother is no more
Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG
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Written on 2025-10-26 at 09:00
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What is it for november?
What is it for novemberThat some pains and griefs
Turn alive ,fresh and painful
The butterflies hug flowers
Hornets and wasps come to meet
The golden sunrays and last flowers
Last leaves and season fall memories
What is it for november?
My dad basked for last time
In sun that was sinking black
My loved ones left me when
Maples turned red and cicadas sang
Sang last songs of departure
What is it for november ?
My brother is no more
Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG
Read 8 times
Written on 2025-10-26 at 09:00
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