Now I am rocked in the air
By the winds of death and despair
Rushing to the burial ground
Whereon wait the ash-strewn mounds.
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Everyone has the same thought and fear bout' life.. Sometimes we just too dense in self consciousness. We should just enjoy it while we can, right? ! Thanks for sharing it.. A lovely piece indeed... ^-^
Hitesh, I would love to say it a little differently, ......................neither life nor death Blissful consciousness is my breath. CP
The preaching moral end means a lot in the title....beautifully written poem
In spring were young and green In autumn stong and dark In winter and on...yellow! ! and drop. is true to our life for i am for sure see me in the autumn. 10+++
we all go down the same road... a leaf falling off the tree of life...beautiful Dr. Sheth...
A beautiful poem Dr. Hitesh with a very clear message.....no matter who we are or what we do finally we will all meet the fate of the falling yellow leaf....10++++
Last two lines seem to be message for all the living beings; a nice poem, doc!
The fate of leaf is a good hint for all to know about one self which is similar to the leaf after all! Nice poem!
death is life's lasting gain....deep words...beautiful story of a leaf
The sad truth abut life. When we were young, we thought any one over the age of fifty looked to old to know anything, to need anything to want anything. Now others are thinking that about us. And we have gained awareness; what is left of life? .......... death.......i love your poem
nice poem..the leaf's plight is in a way our lplight..we travel the same route..