09-01-2014, 11:46 PM
The Wind And The Leaf
The wind
separates
the most unsuspecting leaf
from its branch, left agrieved
And the bewildered leaf
at being thrown at a closed window
touching the transparent, cold glass
for some moments, hopes
that someone will catch sight and
care to come over
not to save it
or touch with comforting fingertips
but only to listen, the last words
the secret of eternities learnt in few
moments.
As the leaf falls on the ground,
The winds lifts and throws it back
again,
Teasing it says, they wouldn't care.
Falling it says, they wouldn't care.
The wind
separates
the most unsuspecting leaf
from its branch, left agrieved
And the bewildered leaf
at being thrown at a closed window
touching the transparent, cold glass
for some moments, hopes
that someone will catch sight and
care to come over
not to save it
or touch with comforting fingertips
but only to listen, the last words
the secret of eternities learnt in few
moments.
As the leaf falls on the ground,
The winds lifts and throws it back
again,
Teasing it says, they wouldn't care.
Falling it says, they wouldn't care.

