Four Seasons of Love

7 years

It is not a short period

Stuck in looking towards to the same person

Shame, such an unrequited love.


Last summer

It was bold and stupid act

Hoping for a tango

Sadly, you can’t cross the line.


Last autumn,

I saw him with friend of mine

I found the answer

Tears are rolling down on my cheeks

Just like the falling leaves.


Last winter

It was cold and freezing

Like an ice.

Finally it was spring

Flowers started to bloom

Friends were there to cherish

No more tears

Only the smile on her tiny face.

Nu Fatihah Mohd Arnawi, Malacca