Sunday 25th October 2018

by Siddharth Soni

How wonderfully once Stanley Horowitz remarked, “Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all. ” I have mentioned wonderful, breathtaking things in my journey through Indian hillsides, about snow and valleys. I have appreciated fondly, what it is to be in rain. I have written in apprehension of the summer sun. But it seems to me that nothing, no season, no time can equal autumn. Autumn is often marked with one of the most sensational views we have seen in poetic history – that of turning leaves, drying and spreading across the alley, being lifted and driven by a flow of gentle wind and then suddenly falling languidly as a kite.

I was travelling in the school bus in Guwahati University and I was just then, amazed by the leaves that spread over the alley near the history department. I took out my notebook and started to scribble:

Autumn Leaves

Wonderful that their autumn leaves,
Those scatter, caress the lazy lane,
Fall off from weeping heights,
And touch my alley again,

That though each walker plods and runs,
And stomp my autumn leaves,
They smile again in their autumn sun,
Hiding autumn beneath,

With them, there sit the stones strong,
And prick one leave – It trebles,
Yet they sing their autumn’s song,
And embrace those cruel pebbles,

Resting on footprints of the mankind,
We crush them on our way,
Dry autumn leaves that remind,
That when we go, they stay.

Siddharth Soni

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7 Responses to “Dry Autumn Leaves”

  1. Manish says:

    Great work Siddharth…
    Thanks for sharing

  2. Mindsley says:

    I would rate the third paragraph above many legendary poets in the world… Keep up the spirit Siddharth. :-D

  3. Shruti says:

    Thank you Soni… Love you so much. thanks for sharing.

  4. Ashish says:

    Extremely wonderful Siddharth. Glad to see you again… :-)

  5. Lilly says:

    Wonderful Siddharth. Not typically your style, cuz no refrain and all… But still wonderful. Thanks for sharing again, you are after all, after such a lon tym.

  6. Riddhiman says:

    I would rather prefer to read you Siddharth than Wordsworth… Simple, precise and the ending was great. ‘We go, they stay’ – makes me feel guilty of neglecting nature… I am exhaling a breath of freshness. Brilliant

  7. Ryan Hopkinson says:

    Heavens Siddharth. I think I am the first one here, otherwise there ususally are many before me. Great to see you filling up ur diary after such a long time…

    Loved the Autumn Leaves…

    Thanks for sharing

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