Autumn Blues
Autumn leaves
With my heaves
Falling down
Trees shed all –
Seamless fall;
Shades of brown
Today’s bold -
Too gets old;
Time tests all
Cycle’s part –
Nature’s art;
Autumn's fall
Blue sky too
Changes hue –
Cotton clouds
Shedding pains
In her rains
Mystique shrouds
Sun beam drops –
Golden crops
Fill the fields
Farmers all –
Cut crops tall;
Hard work yields
Green gets lost –
King Jack Frost
Rings the bell
Colours glow
Would fade though –
Pains to yell
And my love
Stays with dove
On its sleeves
Let it fly
Distant sky
Spring conceives
24.10.2016
Copyright © Anindya Mohan Tagore | Year Posted 2016
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