Song of Autumn


That day was too autumn

when we wrote our names

on a fallen rusty leaf

and you chase the wind

because he conspired against us

and stole our secrets.

Right now,

I'm wandering aimlessly

in a deserted land

where we dreamt to

spend our time together.

Amidst mud houses,

soaking our feet

in a small cold stream

while caressing a little lamb

who lost in a field.

We live a dream together.

We knit our happy ending story together.

So, now

it won't matter

if the doors of your heart is closed for me.

For I lived a century

with you

in your words

in your thoughts

in a part of your journey

which was perhaps never destined

to be mine.


Kritika Rana (@aks_e_rooh_)

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