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The Season of Endings and Conclusion: Autumn

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I stepped outside

To see the world clearer

And to hear the mumbles

Of the wind

To feel the waves of wintry breeze

On my bare face with delight


I was standing beneath the brightest sky

Hearing the striking song of autumn singers

The golden crowned sparrow, Pine Siskin, Northern flicker and Robins

Breaking the silence with their chirps

Indicating the changing seasons



I saw the fall flowers blooming at distant

Making their unique colours visible


The yellow and red pansies

Stained my soul

With all the colours

And greet me by dancing on the beat of wind


Oh the purple, pink and white Aster flowers

Covering the entire landscape beds

Surrounded by hungry bees and butterflies

Sinking and settling with the beauty inside


The perfect purple fountain grass

Ablaze with energy

With burgundy-purple foliage

Making the sky looks more beautiful

Just like an old ancient painting


Red Dianthus and purple sweet Alyssum

Has marked their territories with

Great fragrance

And creep along the ground

To make beautiful carpet for land


Celosia brightened the land

Enchanted me with rare beauty

With their red and orange flame like blooms


Later I walked through the long forlorn road

Covered with fallen leaves

Of Oaks, Maples, Dogwoods and black Tupelo

And the sound of their rustle

Makes the road looks so dramatic and beautiful


I loaded my empty bag

With orange, yellow and Red leaves

Fallen on the ground

Shedded by their own trees

So hugging the earth for frantic grieves


While picking those left alone leaves

I saw bunch of bugs and worms

Like Boxelder, Asian lady beetle, earthworms

Sleeping under the pile

Thriving for dark, moist and cool place


The Shagbark Hickory trees

With yellow foliage

Resembles the golden gate of heavens


I laid under the shade of American Sweet gum

To read the stories of love and eternity


I sat beneath the Sugar Maple tree

To gather information about

“How to preserve the fall leaves”



I went back to my home

Enjoying the season fall

With hot cocoa

And warm clothes


Now each days being shorter than last

To encounter all the countless scores of beauty


And cold nights being longer

To recall and write all about the beauty encountered

With joy

- Srushti Gamit

“Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

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Comments

Srushti Gamit (author) on September 27, 2021:

Thank you so much Amara for the sweetest comment!!

I also like the vibe of this season, everything seems so beautiful and aesthetic.

Sending lots of love and blessings to you.

Amara from Pakistan on September 27, 2021:

I can feel the beauty of Autumn in your poem. What a lovely and nice read, your words were painting picture of Autumn in my mind. I love this season, and I am glad its going to start soon.

Srushti Gamit (author) on September 27, 2021:

Thanks a bunch John for the beautiful comment!!

I am so glad to know that you liked the poetry.

Take care

God bless you

Srushti Gamit (author) on September 27, 2021:

Thanks a lot dear friend Misbah for such a beautiful comment!!

I also loved the quote by F. Scott Fitzgerald and yes your right Spring is associated with rebirth and regrowth.

Take care of yourself

God bless you

Lots and lots of love to you.

Srushti Gamit (author) on September 27, 2021:

Thank you so much Ms. Dora.

I am glad to hear that you liked the small details and activities mentioned in the poetry.

John Hansen from Gondwana Land on September 27, 2021:

Srushti, what a beautiful Autumn picture you painted with your wonderful poetic words. It is Spring here but you made me feel like I was in Autumn.

Misbah Sheikh from The World of Rebels. on September 27, 2021:

Hi, Srushti. This is so beautiful poem. Very well written and beautifully expressed. I loved it. I especially liked the quote in the end by F. Scott Fitzgerald. I also enjoyed the ending of poem. It's always nice to look back on memories with joy. Autumn is a time for reflection, and in the spring, even dead flowers come back to life. Have a great day!

Blessings and lots of Love to you as always!!

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on September 27, 2021:

I like the colors, the sounds and all of the activities in your poem. Hot cocoa lends the perfect feel.

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