Autumn leaves come tumbling down
Same as my tears
Falling to the ground
Released unfettered
They float unbound.
Soon to wither
Curl and brown
Those leaves will die
Upon the earth
As my tears too shall dry
With my renewing spring rebirth.
A very nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this peom with us. E.K.L.
Comparing tears and season and making it an interesting read takes lots of craft and skills. I love the imaginary you use. Nicely penned.
welcome to the nature and its good ness and poet here created a nice poem and recited in its importance and very nice.
A great poem with two drops of tear.I wish in every one's life the tears will dry and a new beginning will step forward.thanks.......................
As I start a new semester in college and new stage of my life this poem was captivating from the start. Your used of words as a paint brush creates amazing art pieces.
Beautiful poem, so full of imagery, a well painted picture I could actually see it happening. That's what poetry is about, the emotions, the senses (see, touch, taste, smell) you brought it all out. I love it
Every time I read one of your poems I am touched by the sensitivity and loveliness of your words. I love the sadness but also the note of hope with which you end your poem.
Life and seasons are victims of a cycle, tears after smile and smile after tears and sometimes tears joy in excitement, all are parts of life. A nice write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good piece. Enjoyed the read very much. well done!