Filled with truly lush visuals.

A lovely read with lovely visuals of autumn...nicely penned :)

I love this poem, I read it last week (I mean few days ago) , and then came to read it again. A not necessarily sad poem, but, nevertheless, it saddened me. I think we all read poetry from a personal state of mind (I don't mean I'm sad) but the tone I used in reading it reflected in my head a poet in a forest, surrounded with trees dressed in yellow and brown leafs, cold and wet..but alive. I appreciated the pinch of hope at the end of this piece. A very intriguing poem.

Thank you, dear Meena and dear Rania

Bob, I really like this and could probably go on to say more, but I'll sum it up by quoting my favourite part that really hit hard:

"O brook
I know the current is glossing your face
from these falling of fatigues "

Great work, good Sir. Thanks for sharing it with us all :)