The Dawn of Autumn

-Tata Chaitanya

...rain drops knocking the window

Rolling down, disintegrating

Few seeping through the sill

Damp and cold fragrance lingered.

The birds were gone

Rodents deep in their hood

I was standing there desolate

Amongst the trees that stood still.

Silence reigned

Withered leaves gushing out

Blanket of moss pulled up

Dull and then dark night surfaced.

Snow covered lanes everywhere

Lost the way back home

Winds piercing

Eyes filled with despair.

Broken and shattered

Tears and agony took upon

Far away a star twinkled

Blooming there was a tiny life...