Autumn, You Are My Muse Poem by Rimni chakravarty

Autumn is now in air, T
The fragrance of ripe guavas from somewhere
lit my face with a smile;
I yearn to taste the awesome fruit mean while
Autumn is now in the air.

The clouds in white trail across the sky,
The twittering birds of early morning wake up to fly
It's the time of the home coming of the Goddess
Who appear gorgeous
Clad in red silk and decked up with ornaments of gold
She seem so powerful and bold,
I draw inspiration from her
She is our eternal mother who teaches us to love our Nature.

Love gushes in my heart
I feel the world as a piece of great art
Sketched by our creator
Who lives within us, although we seek to reach out afar
It is all because of Autumn, the season
Whom you love of no reason
You are my muse
You rejuvenate me with your hues.