1.
Autumn is in the air
The naked trees gaze up at the sky
As evening descends
Like a deep sigh.
2.
Midnight's station
The trains bid a tearful farewell.
3.
The storm has blown away
A single autumn leaf
Still hangs on.
(Translated from the original in Assamese "তিনিটা স্তৱক" by Mrs. Ranjana Sharma)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem