As I stare down the window sill
Cuts my face a windy chill
I engross, entice in emptiness of road
Find it hard to take up the load.
Looking around.........
I saw leaves dropping down
And heard a subdued inner sound
Wish I could breakfree
Like that leaves from the tree;
leaving myself to the destiny of wind
Rustling all way carefree of end
Taking path at my own pace
If I dont feel gud, giving up the race
Suddenly, a man tramped under his feet
the tiny leaves without any heed
I heard a silent moan from beneath
leaves now dead, lie like a wreath
Do I really Wish I was leaf?
No, came an answer with a relief
Tanking Lord for reinstillin my belief
I am a Human wit an " I "
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