Forever autumn at the park

Forever autumn at the park

A Poem by poddar kushal

For ever autumn at the park
Wind makes tunnel through the heap of leaves.
They blast, scatter; explode in the sky,
in slow motion fall on your hair,
stay there until someone picks them
from whimsical tresses and asks
the reason of your being so late. 
 
A slow recession is setting in
your mind and a draught, one can feel
these days. You can whine on and on
though you won’t, for her hazel eyes deserve
better. The newspapers cannot
report the story you weave.
Less thespian they are, tranquil life
as the nature loves to draw in it’s
canvass. Unchangeable, eternal,
ethereal… mere recession, boom,
accession and gale, draught do not
effect the theme. To you autumn is
for ever.           /© 2008 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar
 

© 2009 poddar kushal


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While reading this poem, I can visualise the wind blowing through the leaves. The way you describe an eternal event, makes it more than just everyday. Your words and images add an romantic touch.
Sadly enough, autumn is the season that depression/recession sets in.
Some of us snap out of it during spring, others do not...
You captured this phenomena brilliantly.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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This poem is very dreamy. I like it. Can I have a copy of it? I would like to present it in our group. I'll address you as the author of course.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

While reading this poem, I can visualise the wind blowing through the leaves. The way you describe an eternal event, makes it more than just everyday. Your words and images add an romantic touch.
Sadly enough, autumn is the season that depression/recession sets in.
Some of us snap out of it during spring, others do not...
You captured this phenomena brilliantly.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I adore autumn. Alot of lovely word pictures here.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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poddar kushal
poddar kushal

kolkata, India, India



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life and trying to earn bread made me an advocate. mad at my own stressful self, turned to writing. poems mainly. but, there are several short stories published in my mother toungue 'bengali'.i live i.. more..

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