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Poem: A Wilted Leaf Has A Life Too


Why I wrote" A Wilted Leaf Has A Life Too"

I wrote the poem to make alive the soul of a wilted leaf.The soul of the wilted is awakened in the poem through its story telling to show how it feels about being a wilted leaf. We may take it for granted as it is just one of the leaves but a tree goes through the process of wilting just like us, humans, aging. The message I am trying to give is that we see things on the surface without knowing their own stories. Things can be inanimate objects like a pencil, eraser....you name it.

A Wilted Leaf Has A Life Too

A wilted leaf that has just fallen from a tree,

Swims aimlessly back and forth,

You never know what message it has to give.

Sit and watch,

But if you ignore it,

The leaf will think,

I’m just a leaf in the pond,

With edges that are torn,

Nobody loves to see a brown leaf,

That used to be a freshman.

Listen to its stories when it rustles and ruffles,

It will tell you that it knows of people who have no sympathy,

On cut trees that were once family trees,

Then you will come to realize,

That a wilted leaf has feelings too.

Poem Meaning

A wilted leaf has fallen from a tree

So what? This is why the line is significant because the leaf is just one of the many leaves. We carry on with our lives and let nature do its own thing. It can be likened to a situation whereby strangers pass by us and we live in our own worlds.

Nobody loves to see a brown leaf

That used to be a freshman

These lines can be compared to us, humans. As humans, we may simply generalise others as old or young. In fact, everyone goes through aging but we judge others by their appearance. We do not go deeper than that. What's their story? Nobody knows.

Listen to its stories when it rustles and ruffles

I intend on emphasising on the helplessness of a wilted leaf. It can't voice out its opinion. Some people have it harder than others. This is like a crying baby who only knows how to cry.

Poem Tone

The tone of the poem is soft and gentle, capturing how a falling wilted leaf goes unnoticed and its unheard story.



Put yourself in someone's shoes.


If you look closer, we are actually like the surrounding life around us. The trees. The animals. We are similar. Even when we are older, there will always be a part of us that is still young. The same can be applied to the young. Some young people have old souls.

© 2018 Li-Jen Hew


Li-Jen Hew (author) on September 16, 2019:

Thanks for visiting my page Yiyi. Thanks for the comment! Glad I'm able to help.

Yiyi on September 16, 2019:

You captured my mood in some days (thankfully not every day). When that happens I shall draw strength from your sweet poem. Xxyy

Li-Jen Hew (author) on June 18, 2019:

Hi Peggy. Welcome to my page. Thanks for reading and analysing. I'm sorry to hear about your friend.

Li-Jen Hew (author) on June 18, 2019:

Hey Bill. Thanks for visiting my wilted poem. And sureee!

Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on June 16, 2019:

Your poem has so much truth woven into it: everything ages...even the paint on a wall. There is beauty in youth and also beauty in aging. Almost everything goes through a transformation in time. Look how long it took for living things to be turned into glittering diamonds. As one of our good friends right now spends her last hours or days in hospice care, she will soon make her way into her new life. Old wilted leaves will also be transformed in time into a new life.

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on June 16, 2019:

Thank you for writing a poem about me...an old, wilted leaf...and thank you for noticing all of us wilted leaves. haha....love this!

Li-Jen Hew (author) on April 20, 2018:

Sorry Frank, didn't notice your comment. Thanks again! :)

Li-Jen Hew (author) on April 20, 2018:

Haha...Thanks Linda! :) Your articles are good, don't forget that!

Linda Bryen from United Kingdom on April 19, 2018:

Love your poem Li-Jen. I am sometimes compared to a wilted leaf just floating by until someone notices me. Joking Li-Jen, you write lovely poems. Well done. Voted up too.

Frank Atanacio from Shelton on April 17, 2018:

I still enjoy this poem.. you should do more.. just paying you back for the foot prints you're leaving on my pages.. now I gotta buy a bottle of Mister Clean to clean it up..LOL joking.. it's a pleasure

Li-Jen Hew (author) on April 08, 2018:

Hi Tom, thanks a lot! That's cute...smile and keep floating. :)

Tom Cornett from Ohio on April 08, 2018:

A wonderful poem and I love the way you explain the lines. I sometimes feel like an old wilted leaf. I just smile and keep floating. :)

Li-Jen Hew (author) on April 07, 2018:

Thanks Charmaine, for the feedback. Ooo, "chop and fetch watch water". I like how you say little leaf! :)

threekeys on April 07, 2018:

Li-Jen I loved this poem. It was all seeing and heartfelt. It reminds me of this simple day to day activity of "chop wood and fetch water" that is said to be the pathway to enlightenment. In other words little leaf is the expression of simplicity that reveals hidden complexity. Loved it!

Li-Jen Hew (author) on April 07, 2018:

Dear Mary,

Thanks for visiting! That's true. Our souls are young. :)

Li-Jen Hew (author) on April 07, 2018:

Dear John,

No worries. Thanks for stopping by! :) And thanks for the feedback! Will read your short story! :)

Mary Norton from Ontario, Canada on April 07, 2018:

A beautiful poem. We are much older now but there are parts of us that feel young.

John Hansen from Queensland Australia on April 07, 2018:

Hi Li-Jen. I like the poem and the message in it. I also once wrote a short story about a wilted leaf, simply called "The Leaf." You read and commented on one of my poems so I had to return the favour.

Li-Jen Hew (author) on April 03, 2018:

Hahaha....Thanks for the surprise visit! And you're welcome. :)

Frank Atanacio from Shelton on April 03, 2018:

since you haven't written anything new.. I have to come back to one of my favs.. to pay u back for your visits..:)

Li-Jen Hew (author) on March 28, 2018:

Why do you like the title...hmm, come to think of it, maybe the irony and eeriness. Thanks Frank! :)

Frank Atanacio from Shelton on March 28, 2018:

A wilted leaf has life too.. why do I like that line? Anyways your poetry can shake someone, change them, make them laugh, chuckle and relate.. this one shakes a stick at the words Dread and Despair.. I loved it :)

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