Dry Leaves Poem by Unnikrishnan Sivasankara Menon
Dry Leaves
Dry Leaves
have a story to tell
a sad story
of merciless betrayal
of yellowed fate
smothered voice
blackened life.
every leaf is born
in the pink of health
grows green with life
endure the gusts of wind
and burning sun
to nourish the tree;
its health and growth,
colours of flowers
their fragrance
the nectar
the flesh of fruit
the life esconsed
in the countless seeds
everything starts here.
then comes Autumn
the Spring of leaves!
but they now fear
even a smiling breeze
of losing foothold
the gray fears
and the fall!
One of the deepest and most sensitive poem i have ever read. An unforgettable marvel! So preciously different, sensitive and deep.
There is a brilliant saying in Malayalam: when the dry leaf falls, the green ones laugh
So sensitive, beautiful and deep. A poem made to be cherished and in the heart to keep
Autumn is called "The Fall" because deciduous trees she'd their leaves during the season.
The inheritors of its toil never look back at the fallen leaves
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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The lush green leaves of the trees change colours at the end of summer, as temperatures start falling. Although "Spring is far behind", the trees are adorned by leaves of all bright colours for a few weeks. By the end of Autumn the trees would be denuded of their leaves.