Autumn Poem by Arfa Kalera

Autumn



It is autumn, trees are leafless bare,
The seasonal birds of summer stare,
Into the clear, clean and cold sky,
In their heart they weep and cry,
For the summer has gone away,
And now they, no more, can stay,
Winter chases its prey from behind,
With a heart callous and eyes blind.

Autumn
Saturday, November 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: autumn,seasons
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Arfa Kalera

Arfa Kalera

Sargodha, Pakistan
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