Leaf's detach - Poem
Slowly I fall from the sudden breeze like kite I detached myself without knowing I plummet and saw the height This far I came without acting To this I start slowly without wished Slowly when I reached a point of expectations I find I was selfless while the holding staff Became selfish half Now it let go for itself Now I fall and wrinkles in My colour change to black from green Not red as the blood which came when - i detached but I now nothing Just a another set to pile While I wrinkle, I find the memories in veins and Those little small remaining life in me All those wounds I try to hide And healed is set I wither and slowly lose my shape, - colour, and every thing I had. Now I'm unable to eat and cook Fell on place to die so let me sink And became one of the soil
