And the leaves came tumbling down

 


 



           

        And The Leaves Came Tumbling Down

And the leaves came tumbling down into my lap.

The brunet earth covered with myriads of memories,

Colouring up my heart with tint of departing recollections.

Departs the leaves, departs the joy, and departs the room which holds aromas.

In my lap sat the leaf, reminisces of the intimate folks.

And the leaves came tumbling down, I framed them inside my withered heart.

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