The leaves outside now tell a different story
Of the warmest love and fondest memories
With their reds and browns
As if to say
What is green shall pass
Into a memory of sepia colours,
Yellowed photographs of young leaves
Will flutter in the autumn breeze
As you walk down my lane.
A refined poetic imagination, Aditi ray. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
Reds and browns! ! With the muse of Autumn! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Fantastic work. The poem nicely captures the spirit of the season. Thanks a lot.
What a heart touching message you expressed through this poem! Thank you!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful lines nicely put together. An insightful piece of poetry.