Autumn

Looking, staring and panting at the leaves while falling in the blew of the wind the leaves find itself reacting as if trembling in fear as it reaches the quicksand of lamenting and forgetting Slowly kissed the deserted land By the leaves in motionless clad Now it waits for time to step on And forever left at the nook of oblivion This is the most hardest moment That my days wrapped in torment To journey without you in my side Is a total burden and poision of my life Like the leaves that gently fall I am still a being who is hopeful as the innocent morning breaks I could see a new life and flower in the midst of autumn and fall in order to clothe my heart and soul