O sweet autumn leaves
Making the forest expressive
WE play along the jungle of life
In hues unfurl the tales of ours
Red, Orange, Yellow, Brown
Love and sorrow, bright as the sun
Gloom escapes from dusk to dawn
Giving spirit to the fallen vegetation
O sweet autumn leaves
Holding, falling, and lying to blanket earth
Each color speaks about our picture perfect
Living lively on cycles in this world
Oh sorry about the debate.... Well this piece was very sweet Lady Cartina you should try to publish these poems of yours.... you crawl before you walk you start small and you bulid your self up... Publish your work ok...
Your colorful autumn to me reminds The fragrant spring is not far behind. CP
you have scaped beautiful picture of autmn, falling leafs and sunsets of autmn with variety of colours is unfolding natuar's dignified styles of beauty.
Love the autum for many reasons. And its leaves are so expressive in their varied hues. A poem well written. 10
Each color speaks about our picture perfect Living lively on cycles in this world good mark 10 shan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So Lovely, Is This Poem and So Much of A Realism, I Could Almost Smell The Pungent Wild Scent of The Woods... I Love Nature... and The Colors and Autumn could be viewed as symbolistic of Humanity... Good Write... MoonBee