Trees
shedding leaves
Days lost
their warmth
Some daisies
though
(Simultaneously published at
POETS The Original)
No moon on new
moon
And overwhelming
darkness
Then a misty
day
Now the
barren trees
Stars cling
to their twigs like leaves
Just for a
moment
Clouds
passing quickly
Night wind
letting dry leaves fall
A sound like
rain drops
At the
street corner
A naked tree
in light rain
But no
cricket left
The
splendour of leaves
Falling down
and heaping up
Some
crickets still there
.
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