A fallen leaf,
a lost hope,
an uncertain destiny.
Floating aimlessly,
guided by the flow;
a past so perfect,
a future unknown,
That's what I have become.
Throughout the years,
through night and day,
i dreamed and aspired,
strived and perspired;
i smiled and cried,
fought and bribed;
to have it my way.
but as my dream emerged
i drowned in despair
what i had seen
what i had known
turned to dust
flown to realms unknown
no stone unturned
no chance dismissed
maybe i tried too hard.
ripped my three leaf clover
burnt my shooting star...
to gain what i wanted and loose all i had.
that's why i say
i am nothing but a fallen leaf.
too eager
too soon
to fly away
and as autumn swings by...it falls
detached
alone
free
tumbling, summersaulting
swept by the wind
gleefully, into the river...
to float
away, and away, and away....
but as familiar land disappears,
so does the zeal and all the dreams
loneliness engulfs
anguish creeps
fear encroaches
what have i dreamt of?
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Beneath the smiling face, there lies a sensitive other side, though you cover it well, your treasure is immense. Hope you realise it too, cos a person good at heart knows the magic of black and blue.
Must say you write well, which to be frank doesnt come much as a sureprise. Wonder how fallen leaves can have such different meanings, I always attach the autumn and its fallen leaves to sentiments, a symbol of immense emotions and melancholy.
You know I like this seasonal theme a lot, A lazy summer day, An autumn fallen leave, A winter's night, Autumn of my heart. Autumn remains the fav though, there's something magical in it.
Well hope to visit your blog more often, March 2005, u better start writting more regularily. :)
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