Autumn Fever Poem by Saroj Padhi

A depraved Monsoon signs off stealthily
leaving behind a half-starved earth
that looks up
for a few more drops from a blank sky,
when Autumn silently takes over
to breathe quieter moments in lap of dwarf days,
flaunting brighter stars
and a lovelier moon in heaven's eye
with love of pretty hues
of flora running high;
world grows intimate
with endless gossips during fests
under cotton clouds in misty evenings,
walks on forest paths in mild mornings
as music of leaves lifts the spirits to fly;
O how much I long to catch a fever
as the wintry wind knocks my door
with promise of rest under a warm cover
this full moon night
as maidens worship the moon
leave me alone
to enjoy the ecstasy of Autumn shiver.