'Fall, Leaves, Fall' Poem by Emily Jane Brontë

'Fall, Leaves, Fall'

Rating: 2.7


Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.

I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night's decay
Ushers in a drearier day.

'Fall, Leaves, Fall'
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Konab Ghumman 03 April 2019

A classical poem.....................

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Ishmael Brontë 18 March 2019

I think Emily hand i special foundness towards the colder seasons, just like all the real introverts.

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Atu-wonders Osim 28 April 2016

I love this poem, especially for its brevity.

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Brian Jani 13 July 2014

i think this is very good poetry.you painted a clear picture of fall

3 3 Reply

dis is preety good indeed

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Emily Jane Brontë

Emily Jane Brontë

Thornton / Yorkshire
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