I fondly remember the time last year, when i was walking in paradise. This year, lots of memories are flashing across.. A country where autumn is at its peak, winters are frozen and summers are invincible
I wish Iwere a bird, flying in the sky,
To seek the Blessed Land
Trees reaching the blues, Leaves dancing with grace,
Sunshine spreading its Blanket and everything seems Grand..
As August draws closer, the leaves turn towards death,
But celebrate their life, til their last breath
Before they fall to the etched iciness
And come back to life again with all the happiness..
Each leaf beings to seem like a petal,
the Wine Reds, the Papaya Oranges
the Lemon Yellows, the Lava Gold,
All seem to have burst out in climax...
All of it will be shortlived
Soon it will be time to walk over the wilted leaves
The earth will turn into a montage of Hues
The cold Winds will blow everything away
Life would go into hibernation, till again
Everything would like a painting and Summer would make its way...
~Divya Hegde
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