Fall A Lesson Poem by Tahir Ibn Manzoor

When fall takes place even the mighty Sun lose its shine slowly,


The trees are losing its beloved leaves, and passers-by trample the leaves.



When a ray of sunlight hits the earth; it turns everything to yellow that I believe is a fall,


My eyes are longing for the greenery again and again which I know is all.



It seems everyone has a look that has blurred I hope it will regain its (shine) again,


Autumn teaches us resistance, a ray of hope that we can survive, which is not any fallacy.



To me it's a hardship for trees to survive and regain the occupation again in spring,


Sitting in a classroom I can see a chinar tree turning to yellow while leaves are falling on the ground.



From the valley of springs sitting on a green patch and garden is yellowish everywhere,


It's the time for us to believe the nature has its own pleasure in its lap we live.



From the valley of saints leaves are falling with the wind of bold,


Winter is knocking at the door it's the time to dominate the people with cold.



I can see leaves are falling with mere goodbyes, falling against
the wind,


This brutal wind is not letting the leaves to survive again.



The branches are murmuring dear leaves we know you will rejuvenate again,


The pain is inflicting within the bud, the branches are feeling the numbness, and are withered.



Leaves fall of its own, a pall of gloom on trees occurred
Weather wails and autumn sails through murrey.


[The author is a student of Convergent Journalism at Central University of Kashmir. He tweets at @TahirIbnManzoor, and blogs at http: //www.TahirIbnManzoor.Wordpress.Com]