The Fall... Poem by Surendar Chowdary Vattikuti

COMING OUT OF A STORM, I HEADED INTO FALL. SCAR'D AND BRUISED FROM THE ANGRY WEATHER. AND YET HERE I AM AGAIN TEMPTED TO FIND MY TREASURE. TEMPTED TO FIND LOVE. I'M SCARED OF LONELY, BUT SO IS THE MAN ABOVE. THEY SAY I SHOULDN'T BE SO TEMPTED. BUT, THEY CAN'T FEEL MY PAIN. HEADED INTO FALL I HAVE A LOT TO GAIN. TRUST, FAITH, AND BEAUTY. GAINING LOVE FOR MYSELF THIS FALL IS MY DESTINY. THIS FALL, I'M FALLING IN LOVE WITH MYSELF LETTING MY HEART BE THE GAIN, TEACHING MYSELF TO LOVE SELF..

THIS FALL