Sitting blank, gazing outside :
Fading autumn, atrabilious zephyr with a pale sunlight, pouring through
That corridor, where I once stood....
With my closed tearful eyes, accessed with
Rended and scribbled broken hearted letter of yours..........


Yore betide, but dear, I'll never forget:
Your blithe, touchy smile with lost gaze,
Are now darkling ...