The season of autumn is a classical metaphor representing the process, the cycle of life that we seem to witness not only outside, but also inside our minds. Thoughts and emotions flutter away, sweeping and fleeting like temporary gusts of wispy wind. What remains is fragments of memory, like fallen leaves and clusters of mist... I've recently written and posted this short poem on the theme of autumn. You may like to read, listen and watch. Here's the link:
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Neha
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