Dried up leaves,
Green to brown.
Watched it crushed.
Lost its beauty and honor?
Still standing but gloomy
Everyone said just wait,
Wait it will be spring soon!.
The wind whispered, don't be upset,
You will be be filled with magnificent leaves.
The dried up cried,
What about me?
Will I be happy too?
The wind stayed silent and,
Smiled
Is it the end?
Is it really the end?
YOU ARE READING
Feel The Soul
RandomThis book is just a few collection of my feelings in the form of not so good poetry. This all are just my feelings so consider before commenting anything rude.
