Hope In The Autumn Poem by Mohammad Younus

When in the autumn days,
We see the fallen leaves,
We prize the yellow Chinār leaves,
As we walk through them,
Creating a rustling noise,
Taking them in our hands -
We sigh over the green ones,
Noticing the Chinārsturned red,
Glowing fire on the branches,
Yet, the only hope for me remains,
I have to wait for the next spring,
To see the green foliage on the Chinārs again -
Hope sustains the life;
Great hopes make great nations

Mykoul