Autumn Leaves

A poem written around last November.

On the far side of town
The music that was so loud
Has been replaced by silence now,
As Autumn leaves quiver on their boughs

As Autumn leaves quiver on their boughs
There is only the sound of my feet
Silently on the tarmac black street
There are none hither; none left to meet

As Autumn leaves quiver on their boughs
There is no more time now
For time has been overthrown
For it has nothing more to know,
As Autumn leaves quiver on their boughs

- The Last Man

Author's Note

Give me your opinion. Criticism always welcome (as long as its constructive).

Reviews

[deeps]

This is wonderful, I don't understand why you didn't get any reviews on this, This is very descriptive, well written. I like this alot