Like Autumn Leaves

Words wish to fly away.
Like those dry leaves
on an autumn’s day.
Words that have dried up,
Have nothing worthwhile to offer any more
By way of solace,
Or advise,
Or for that matter comfort.
 
They were once full of life!
Coloured in hues,
Rippling with energy,
Growing inside the head and
Springing forth from lips.
 
Burdened with my melancholy,
Today they are unwanted.
Dry, yellowed with my stale dreams
They simply fall away;
 like the dried leaves in autumn.
 
In their final hours,
They only wish to be blessed
With a tear or two of someone,
whose heart it may have touched once;
Like those dew drops at dawn
On fallen leaves of autumn.

Copyright @ Goutam Dutta

Author: gdutta17

Born in the year 1968, my childhood was spent amidst the beautiful scenic landscape of a small town in India, Ranchi. Though an engineer by qualification, reading, writing and cooking are my passions. Another thing that I am passionate about is my country, India. As they say, a lifetime is probably not enough to explore the whole of India. Currently based in Kolkata, I can be reached at gdutta17@gmail.com.

8 thoughts on “Like Autumn Leaves”

    1. Thank you so much Eugenia. This picture of yours I had visualized earlier when I had seen a picture of an Indian Saree, a dress worn by Indian women, with leaves painted on it. Had written something similar to this poem in my native mother tongue then. In translation I have of course altered and amended. Glad that you liked it. Thanks so much. 😊

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