I went outside to pick up some leaves
Wanting to write on them a letter
I found the tears of many trees
Scurrying around like feathers
Wanting to write on them a letter
I cried for how withered they were
Scurrying around like feathers
Your image became so blur
I cried for how withered they were
Their veins clearly were seen
Your image became so blur
I thought what does it mean
Their veins clearly were seen
Withered hands of age & time
I thought what does it mean
No longer in their prime
Withered hands of age & time
Our love has fallen & decline
No longer in their prime
Fall has come let’s resign
Our love has fallen & decline
I found the tears of many trees
Fall has come let’s resign
I went outside to pick up some leaves
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Author:
rrodriguez (
Offline) - Published: February 24th, 2017 22:36
- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem thinking about the analogy of withered leaves and fallen love. Please give me your opinion and comments.
- Category: Love
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Comments5
Love the tear anlagy. Could not help of thinking of the prominent veins and wrinkled skin on my on hands and those of my wife. It was sad that love faded. Nicely done.
This poem is fictional, but it conveys a message in the leaves.
Very good write, the analogy of the tears with the leaves is very good.
Very poignant rrodriguez. I feel the pain and sadness in the poem, as it reflects reality for some couples. Great piece of writing.
This is so very good
RR... love its content
I've never thought
Of leaves with veins.
You could say "the
Veins in leaves are
As the history in
An old mans hands"..
"Tears of many trees" is brilliant.This entire piece has many wonderful analogies. With every fallen leaf there is a chance at a rebirth. Keep on raking. - Phil A.
MF27, Thank you for reading my poem. I like your line "With every fallen leaf there is a chance at a rebirth." Indeed! Thank you!
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