• faizwani 6w

    Leaf and she a part in us

    When I think of your absence,
    I look towards the thick and tall trees,
    That shed their lovable leaves in autumn,
    We both live without an essential part,
    Still we grow up and touch the sky,
    Like the leaves she prepares for me,
    Not the food, but shade of love,
    Does this tree feel the breeze,
    Without leaves some green, some red ,
    Feel it's pain of detaching a leaf,
    Thousands, Millions travel in air ,
    But, ultimately rest at feet of tree,
    To get back again in light of summer.