as my footsteps crumple crush dry leaves
twigs are brown and pavement cleaves
adjusting picture dry and yellow
it reminds me steady and slow
that this autumnz early for me
i smile to the green as i let it free
coz lifez like withered flower in its core
reminding me em nt a child anymore
fighting odds that come and go
i ve made mistakes as follow:
treating every life with a warm smile
bt lifez nt abt beautiful ppl meanwhile
while i searched beauty in beast
thought no heartz cold as the mist
fallacies are quiet shattering apart
early autumn knocks a gloomy start
now that em bullet proof todae
bring on can take every "say"
coz my heart is sort o a meshwork
i ve learnt to smile when chills mock..:)
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Author:
sarah (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: the state of my mind...........
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Comments2
Excellent imagery expressing the mental state of many, in the perfect context of autumn! Wow. I really like it. Beautiful and rather bitter, sweetness being but a faded, jaded memory from a disheartening past.
thank you!
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