The Falling Leaves Poem by ibrahim khawar

The Falling Leaves



The brown dead leaves........ Hanging from a tree
about to fall off...... about to be free

As the mighty wind blows....... they start falling
one after the other...... they come soaring

in the air they twirl...... into the air they fly
they cover long paths..... though cant reach the sky

at last loosing their height...... they fall to the ground
this was their end...... as to their fate they are bound

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