Roodaba Shah
On the brink of autumn,
I stand ‘n gaze
to golden-amber foliage
Once crowned the thickets
Now gasping for air
adrift, paled
.
Ephemeral love
withers with shifting wind
heart barren
a bare bough deciduous
every fall
plunging leaves
are tears trees shed
an elegy to departing love-
.
Waning bright days
russet shadows swell
distant nights unending,
sluggish sun
losing its grip,
mossy feelings,
fluttering leaves
at the windowpane,
the curtain falls,
love flatlined,
shattered memories shards
lancing deep to the core
bleeding realm red-hued
as winter nears.
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Image by: Autumn Mott Rodeheaver
The imgery is breathing on its own! So much life in your poetry! Love this !
This is so beautiful!
The flat-lined love has been portrayed so poignantly.
Maple 🍁 and Passion share the same hue💚
Autumn or Fall, teaches us to accept the new.
Poignant!
Such a poignant poem! Beautiful composition, start to end 🙂
Such a poignant poem💚💚
Thank you
Beautiful depiction!
Thank you
Thank you
Beautifully written, Roodaba!
Thank you, am glad you liked
Perfect picture of Fall
What a lovely poem on Autumn..