A FALL

A fall

Colours affright specular eyes;
The reddish tinged colour,
Of mellow leaves,
Of autumn__
Coil around the pupil,
Sensitize the consciousness of sensorium,
Paint the iridiscent canvas of mind,
With sagital filament of anxiety.
Contort my supernal cogitation,
To get rid of my hoary dreams.
Is this the fall of my bunches of hope?
Time is gazing at the eye-lid,
To shed my pain as tears.
Cerulean desires evanish in blithe canopy of soul.
Euphoria dies in melancholy.
Languorous and moist breeze of fate__
Lancing over my megalomania.
The time has come to fall.
To fall from my ramus of life.
As I've nothing left in me for harvest.
But my vernal desires await a springtime of life.
O Lord, Hallow my hollow heart now!
To burgeon fresh sprout of life
Rise me as a lucent sun in the luculent sky,
Illuminate my diurnal happiness,
Blend my sadness in cold air of nocturnal lonliness
I know my despair-snow will melt in this springtime
And I await a rainfall to lave my dust.
Here I'm going  to fall,
For rise as a new sprout.

VIPINS PUTHOORAN