Autumn Days…

If I stay still
for the smallest spell
I can drown in the silence
surrounding the rustling leaves
when it’s ravaged by breeze.

If I pause
to gather a breath
the crisp, dry air fills
my lungs and pierces me
with musk and mulch.

And if I amble alongside
the meandering gravel path
the fallen leaves
decay into clay
beneath my cumbersome feet.

But for all its romanticism,
autumn is cold and daunting
with the threat of icy winters
kissing you goodmorning…

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2 Comments

Filed under Life at University, Poetry, The world around me

2 responses to “Autumn Days…

  1. cery nice lines. i liked your style.

  2. sprinklesofchatter

    Thank you 🙂

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