Autumn Poem by Mehran Nisar
Autumn
the leaves like the bed
on the very dry surface
though they are dead
but decorating the base
the river without its beloved
seems very sad and lonely
this was what i loved
but affects it wholey ans solely
the path like the gold
with the shedded leaves
though it is very cold
but loving the waves
some call it a sorrow
while some like it
it is up to the arrow
where they fit it
'Mehran Nisar'
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