By Sejal Aarunya
It’s that time of the year,
When the world loses
Its green sheen and wears
the blanket of orange
Suddenly the sun does not feel too warm
the sweat does not last long
No more bees to buzz
and the flowers all gone.
Autumns palette colors the world perfectly
the rustle of wind
brings the essence of vanilla
and poets take refuge
in the shelves of oxford.
It’s the season of experiencing
Hogwarts witchcraft and wizardry
the time when Gilmore Girls comes on screen
and cookies are baked.
It’s the time of the year
when the world works
in a perfect rhythm and is
presented in its most breath-taking form.
By Sejal Aarunya
thrilling peace of writing