Fallen leaf is strolling on the street
being run over by cars one after another
being trampled by pedestrians frequently
still lying on the street in the lonely world
neglecting all fragrance and mirth of life
Fallen leaf which once adored the tree
is now of no where, the past is gone
not to come back why not spring
come again and again, rather it will be
assimilated with dust
The gardener would have been delighted
when it was seen first on the tree
as the leaf grew up, tree cherished it up
as if Cherub sitting on its branches
The leaf then strong to face
heat, light, sun, rain, thunder and shower
buds, flowers and fruits played on its lap
life embedded with all ecstasy slumber
slink to its future, when it is no more required
The world consists of the element
which are required otherwise
thrown to assimilate with dust.
The fallen leaf is no more cherished by anybody, but cruelly trampled over by every one and blown in the wind like dust and finally merges with dust! This is the plight of humans too! The world retains only those who are wanted; the rest are neglected! A great write, poignant and meaningful! !
Nice episode of a fallen leaf. Beautifully presented. Please read my poem 'A Lonely Fallen Leaf' when you have time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Superb write, the fallen leaf is a symbol of the forgotten people who fall by the wayside because of poverty, mental health issues or just bad luck. A sad reality in a world that turns it's back on failure!