Autumn Poem by Vincent Igwilo

The shackles of bitterness
I can sense its stench
It fills my lungs to disgust
I wish to have autumn.

The snares and trap
All around the place
Seems to be set for me
I need autumn.

The side talks and comment
They seek to consume me
I wish to soar and feel the wind
Like its autumn.

Friends are few and lovely
They are few and golden
But foes who lurk around
Are not part of this paradise, Autumn.

I looked and I saw
It amused me and I laughed
The shade of huge trees
And the scent of autumn, I felt.

Trees or friend, For support
The wind points my hair due east
And throws kiss and caress on my bosom
And I know, It can`t be better than autumn.

It soars and sways
Lining the wind`s movement
Aiding me see its sense of direction
Leading me closer to autumn.