Autumnal Mist

Nov 24, 2022

1 min read

By Vijay Kumar

Standing in the autumnal fields

I breathed in the cold mist that surrounded me

hoping how everything the trees

went through was shed by the autumnal mist,

I too will be able to shed everything.

It shed those parts but left everything in ruins,

the mist never left and the seasons never

changed.

Now I'm left with a feeling of nothingness

yearning for spring to come.

By Vijay Kumar

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