Leaves

'Under the quiet dead leaves,

A new season breathes'

Colorpencil on 130 gsm paper

Pic by Sally Robertson

Listen

Listen to the tranquil sky

It is the color palette of heavens

Listen that little birdie fly

How she flaps her lovely wings!

Listen what the leaf tells her tree

“Good bye sir, I am now glad and free!

I’ll fly and fly, miles and miles,

I’ll visit far away shores on my solitary journey

And all lost castles once brimming with symphony

Good bye, I am not tied to ye

May ye stand tall forever, at this last goodbye I say”

Ponder why these new leaves crackle

Do they too long to break their shackle?

Listen, what these new born buds say

What plans do they design the whole day?

“Lo! Wait is over and we arrive!

Young and innocent, pure and naïve

But we fear those rough hands

That will pluck us to faraway lands

Ah! World is but a cruel game we see

Unlike leaves we don’t wish to be free”

Listen to the water as it falls over

Can’t wait to meet its beloved river

What does the fall confess?

To that elderly rock at the edge

“I am impatient and young

Dreaming of her all day long

She loves me though but him much more

Alas! She longs to kiss the ocean’s shore

I love her still, knowing all of this

For my love is chaste though one sided

So, deaf to every wit and numb to logic”

Listen till your senses smoothen

Listen till your soul is calm

Listen till you reach eternal shore

Listen till you listen no more…

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LOVE

Again the misty morning came,

For each day the ritual was same

The leaf‘s heart desired for that bliss

Longed for a hug and prayed for a kiss

Once again the dew arrived on the leaf

Shining and happy for their meet

Than the dew disappeared in the ground

The leaf’s heart little was again drowned

One day he said to his beau, “why can’t I hold you forever?

Why can’t we be united to be separated never?”

The dew smiled and said “my beloved, this is the eternal wish of all the lovers,
You are not alone.

Union and separation is the holy wish, 
The wish of thee, One who wears the ultimate throne”

Said the leaf once more

“His wish I too adore,

But my love longs for inseperation

For I no more can bear this heat of desperation”

Dew smiled and said “love is not union, nor depression, 
nor desperation and not even the gloom of seperation

Pure love is fresh like some rose in full bloom

As pure as some child’s smile

Calming like wet earth’s own perfume

And as rich as some land fertile

When lovers long deeply in the silence of the night

Unknown to the sleeping world and their agony burning bright

From deepest heart they pray to see each other

To be embraced and weave dreams together

Beloved leaf, love means not only rosy days

But a heat of longing that never ever fades

No matter how deep cuts the separation’s blades”

The leaf smiled and the dew as well

Both had got the meaning of love

In each other’s hearts they dwell

And thanked for it, the heavens above!