Autumnal
The breeze blows the somber summer screen away,
the silken sky revives to radiate the argentine allure,
clumps of cloud turning white cotton from canvas grey,
sail shapeless across the span of seraphic azure.
The ambiance prism reflects the vive of autumn
in the lucent threshold of the sun-soaked horizon,
splitting the surreal sunbeam in VIBGYOR spectrum,
hypnotic hues pour out of palette, painting the dawn.
The bowed down slender grass blades with tawny tops,
sway in the crisp air on the lap of the maroon meadow,
wear the crafted crown of shining topaz dew drops,
sparkling with the floating flair of chalcedony glow.
Lining the sun-burnt blazing cinnabar garden pathway,
the dry wrinkled trunks of sepia trees still stand tall.
In the rhythmic rustle of the blushing leaves' splay,
they hear the melody of autumn’s aureate footfall.
The sky turns into inferno of lilac sunset splinter,
making the torrent of twilight in my heart to flow.
I hold its radiance for my time in the looming winter,
to feel the touch of warmth from autumnal afterglow.
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2023
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