Sonali Ray
Draped in her golden quilt
the earth sleeps
the bare brown slender arms
waiting to adorn the pearly cape,
scarlet pages carpet
the soggy earth
and pumpkin cinnamon flavours
waft in the crisp air,
The melting Sun is inching
the horizon
tired wings gliding back
in sluggish motion,
countless golds blanket the earth
yet no takers of this wealth,
they lie abandoned, forsook
skillfully detached from their roots,
crunched by many feet
blown by the trembling breeze,
few huddled by the rake
few immersed in the nearby lake,
some treasured by nature lover
some left to be dissolved into the earth,
From green to gold to rust brown
the saga of these homeless leaves remain unsung,
yet in their twilight moment
they leave behind joy and mirth
scarlet films now reel a new movie
With every green leaf’s birth.💚
Pic Courtesy: Getty Image
What a lovely way to glorify the autumn leaves.
Thank you so much Gowri💚💚💚
Beautiful as always!💚💚
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Lovely metaphor
Thank you so much ma’am 💚
Your interpretations for autumn foliages are splendid!! Loved this one too👍
Thank you Daisy💚 glad to know that 🥰
I so love your imagery. Autumn. Onee of my favorite seasons. You have described it so beautifully.
I’m so happy that you’re likening my open JP💚🥰
Wow that’s simply beautiful 💚💚
Thank you my dear💚💚
Beauuuutiful!!!!
Thank you 💚
Sonali, a eulogy for Autumn. It is indeed one of the most vibrant seasons. 💚💚💚
Autumn is the gold season😁 and in love it. Thank you for reading Mumtaz💚
Lovely description of Autumn!💚
Thank you so much dear💚
Nature lover you are😊very nice
Thanks Sarah