• latasharma 6w

    Those fallen leaves that look so insecure;
    Seem like they’re looking at us.
    And if I touch them even if it’s all at once;
    It seems like it’ll all become crumbs.
    So, I only looked.
    With the autumn wind pulling out;
    The silence inside your aloof heart
    crumbling like dead leaves.
    ©latasharma