Autumn Colours Poem by Nosheen Irfan
Autumn Colours
Before all gets bare and
The gray twigs dance
Their scaly arms spread
Like nervous tendons
Beneath the apothecary's knife
Before the world goes stark
With sheepish smile of a nude tree
Before that happens, the somber
Leave-taking of the curled up leaf
It happens so strangely
The rush of colours at one spot
The gathering of hope, a banquet
Of the dying.
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7/19/2025 12:21:18 AM # 1.0.0
A wonderful write of where dying creates beautiful sights...