Aliza Kashmala Kiran Poet Enclosed Rhyme

Leaves Talking

Leaves Talking sometimes :
Death leaves a heartache,no one can heal.
Love leaves a memory,no one can steal.
Flicking a long branch,
Our tree throws,
One yellow leaf onto my book .
I look upto hear 
A rustle-giggle.
From deep inside ,
Her old trunk.
And she flicks again 
Tossing leaves.
Like Golden Confetti.
Around my head.
I think of my friend .
Who loves folding.
Paper planes.
Who loves throwing ,
Paper planes.
Who loves watching,
Paper planes.
Flying like leaves 
On a windy day.
If my friends were a tree.
His favourite season would be fall.
His favourtie target would still be me.
Fall ,leaves,fall;die,flowers,away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me.
Fluttering from the Autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow.
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night ‘s decay.
Ushers in a dearier day.
By Aliza Kashmala Kiran

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