Under The Fallen Leaves Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

Under The Fallen Leaves



I try to trace the footsteps of yours,
Under the fallen leaves,
I don't mind taking the help of course,
Even from the hum of the bees.

Where are you? My heart asks the moon,
The morn is empty without you,
So is the noon,
As the leaves love the earth, my love for you is true.

The leaves fall, move and settle somewhere else,
But my heart without you is always restless.

Thursday, October 9, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Md. Ziaul Haque

Md. Ziaul Haque

Sylhet, Bangladesh
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