Love Is The Tree Of The Autumn Season

By Vutukuri Vichitravi

The autumn season is associated with the intensity of tenderness in the heart.

Have you seen how lavish the greenish leaves are?

Trailing the power of passion

The humongous tree draped around the terra firma

Eventually, with time, the tree became burnished with darkness.

Like my existence, lacking chlorophyll, it faded without being apparent to your acute naked eyes.

Why do you discern, I am not capable of bestowing a gleaming gleam on you? The tree grieved in a dismal stage

The imperishable bond was enfeebling, as if the thin hand couldn’t hold the elegant hand.

Of the rest in eternity of handshake

Perhaps the wind pierced like a third party.

The tree tenaciously on the leaf, not letting fall far away.

Fate was, wonted, typically brutal to the couple.

Leaves fade into yellow-red, flattering and plaguing the tree.

Finally, the tree left aspirations behind the roots, which are now adorned with thorns.

Termination of a love story

The leaf disappeared in front of vast naive eyes.

By Vutukuri Vichitravi