The cold wind knocks,
And the dead leaves fall,
One after another,
And the tree stands revealed.
A song of sadness flows,
Through the solitary branches,
Feelings of loss and destitute,
Alas! No leaves to swing and smile.
The season has arrived again,
And solitude reigns all around,
I feel sad,
When I look at the fallen leaves.
The wide green leaves that,
Once adorned the huge tree,
Are now brown, scattered, lifeless,
As they lie beneath the bare tree.
[Published: 30 May 2013 in 'Buzzle']
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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The poet has identified herself with the shedding trees and the fallen leaves. I t takes a sensitive mind of a poet to feel the pain of sadness, not all can feel it. Poet Rabindranath Tagore wrote, Jhora patago, ami tomari dole...' meaning, 'Oh the fallen leaves, I belong to thee...'! Nice poem. Loved reading it.