Autumn: [ Season with Nature.] [Sonnet ]
The sun bunks early from the sky
As the Autumn steps on the earth ;
The leaves on plant tremble in the air
With cold and fear;.. red and yellow colour
Add beauty to console but not to live longer!
Some dry leaves heap around their mother plant
While other are scattered hither and thither
It is fun to watch the whirling leaves by wind ;
The troupe of leaves in colorful gown
Run dancing, as if, after some invisible pied piper
Like crazy mob or unruly kids to enjoy fun fair !
The barren skeleton of mother plant staring dumb,
Look for butterfly to come, meet and mate,
For right season with patience and confidence awaits,
To bear new fortune with leaves, fruits and flowers.
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