Inhaling the drifting scent
Of sweet briar and fallen leaves,
Along the winding pavement,
Strolling, lost in the silence
Of my thoughts and the scattered leaves
Maple in disarray, brittle, trampled
Crunching beneath heavy steps,
An odd, familiar sound
Of shattered fragments.
I watched the breeze
Swept them further, tossed away
Back and forth, leaf by leaf
Amber, orange, crimson, rust
Wilting, withered, falling, fallen
On the ground, farther away from me.
Bridging the distance,
Crushing them once again
Into pieces, specks, dust
Defeaning my ears
Until nothing is left,
Nowhere near my path.
The afternoon warmth hesitantly retreats
I find myself clutching my coat tighter,
Shrouding the hint of cool
Seeping through changing skies,
Purple intertwining scarlet,
Gray embracing black;
Twilight sinking in the shadows,
Dragging, gripping my bare reality
Like the tremor of my heartbeat,
At the sound of her name,
On your lips
Or the fading indifference of my face
That autumn- her reflection, in your eyes-
In your fleeting embrace.
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Autumn Shades
ПоэзияAutumn Among the transitional winds Of decline and melancholy, She silently bleeds In exhilarating beauty.
