Leaves collapsed
like our souls,
Bleeding while crunching,
Green turned into yellow,
Life seeping out slowly,
Protesting, churning
But to no avail!
At the end movements
gave up,
Not caring anymore.
Struggles, resulted in half
pale, half alive state,
To the world it was a sight
to behold,
Hard to notice the leaving
soul!
The experienced pain,
remains a dull ache,
Beauty for watchers,
A life time loss for the
one who endures,
Autumn falls at last,
On the soul!
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Catastrophe
PoesieSolace and peace those words unknown to me, Chaos in my existence thoughts and mind, I portray them through my words, On the brink of losing myself, Held by a thread with sanity, I am falling toward this Catastrophe...! ¤ I have blended the amalgama...
