A golden leaf in Autumn I'm
falling slowly so forlorn,
twisting and turning
swaying and spinning
silently drifting
in my last performance:
a solo dance
to the tune of wind,
so cool and kind
before I depart
to win your heart
with an unfulfilled wish
to be soothed by your dewy kiss,
yet with an undying belief
to be yours in another life.
*(c) Namita Rani Panda
23/10/17
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To the tune of the wind! ! With the muse of the season! ! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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