Dead Autumn Leaves

The autumn leaves dance elegantly in the dying breeze, 

Their spirit receding like the vast ocean waves. 

A tsunami arises, her fiery rage conquers all. 

She washes the slate clean, ready to start again. 

The autumn leaf follows the mindless stream. 

Watch how it behaves, losing its path every now and then. 

Just like a cyclone, its twisted fury; an unhinged savagery

Scares the slate clean, ready to start again. 

An autumn leaf cries out for help, but the others are lost among the world. 

Its cries left unanswered as the brutal winter comes. 

Cries for help buried six feet under with snow

Ready to melt the slate clean, ready to start again.

At what cost?