Roodaba Shah
Softly blow O autumn winds,
Still attached stalk to the stem
life fluttering
on the verge of eternal quiescence
drooping existence
breathes heavily,
the last hue of hope in me is pale now
Softly blow O autumn winds…
Let me see another dawn swaddled in ochre,
Let me embrace another tepid gold sun,
Before I surrender resistless to nothingness,
Let russet dusk to sing an elegy song
Before my ashes mingle to the dust spreading
over the bosom of the earth
Softly blow O autumn winds…
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Such a poignant plea. Beautifully written, as always…💚💚
Thank you so much for your kind words💚💚💚
So poignantly written💚💚
Thank you dear 💚💚💚
Such a lyrical rendering! Beautiful!
Thank you, am glad you liked it💚
You write like some of the renowned Nature poets. This is a classic one
Thank you for the high praise, it means a lot, coming from you.
So beautifully written…. the colors and imagery evoked are stunning!
Very beautifully rendered, elegaic and evocative.
How musical 💚💚