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Mourning Of A Fallen Leaf
From the tree to the ground
One fine autumn morning
I was thrown
None realizing my mute agony
Last spring I was on a royal bed
This spring in the mud
From the beautiful green
To the fading brown
My fate has travelled long..
My place has been filled
By a young green sprout
But by the inevitable law of the living kind
The new one this spring
Will join me next autumn.
poem
by
Surya S Kumar
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