Autumn leaves
Falling on the crease
Ceasing life
To put to rest
The burden of crest
Wailing wounds
Beholding unrest
Causing to spur
For inevitable to uproar
Hailing life
To welcome death.
In response to Eugie’s weekly prompt.
Autumn leaves
Falling on the crease
Ceasing life
To put to rest
The burden of crest
Wailing wounds
Beholding unrest
Causing to spur
For inevitable to uproar
Hailing life
To welcome death.
In response to Eugie’s weekly prompt.
Great poem Haroon! Hope you are having a great day! 🙂😺
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Thank you so much my friend how are you doing?
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My health is not good right now and my blog is shut down except for the older posts. My laptop quit working and I just can’t blog with my phone. 🙃🙁But I will be back! Sorry I haven’t been around for awhile.
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Get well soon and take your time everything will get in order with time
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Thank you so much!
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Very well written.
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Thank you so much
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My pleasure.
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Amazing one! 🌸😊
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Thank you so much my
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Friend
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Brilliant!! I am excited for Autumn and Winter as well. It’s an amazing time of mystery.
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Everything has a beauty and purpose
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Indeed. Subhan Allah.
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Haroon, indeed a beautiful piece reflecting on seasonal change. Thank you so much for joining in.
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You are welcome
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