LEFTER SHOMO
AUTUMN LETTER
At the dark bottom of the old trunk A yellow letter long forgotten in peace By some careless hand, it was shrunk Like crumpled leaves of fall memories.
So heartessly
wadded up as if
Neicher feeling nor newscomes near
It used to connect two hearts like a bridge
Today her words are broken
by tears.
On letter where shadows and lights glow
The words fade, the lines are erased
Moments of emotion do not grow
And they look like derailed trains.
Like leaves and feelings wounded in size The silent nightmare of gelosy haunts And exhausting fall on the letter lies That the red soul turns yellow with love.
Lefter ShomoK/101 m.p.e
Translation:Alfred Kola
