Leaves
© Laura Q. Velez
A poem about the hopeless destiny of leaves.
Leaves wildly blown…
By the furious wind,
Rumbling down…
And wondering,
Departing beneath the moonlight!
Spinning around…
Through it’s shadow;
In the depth of the night,
With no purpose but running!
Leaves wildly blown…
Sitting hopelessly,
Just with an empty soul;
Waiting for the unknown!
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