A leaf from the tree
Flicked and Set itself free
Flew with the spree
In autumns devoid of glee
The winds took it to the shore
Spirits of sea started to soar
The leaf sat down on boat's oar
Started telling it's folklore
I loved my home on the tree
I had friends, alike as me
Some were generous, some were petty
Merry as the birds we would be
But these autumns I abhor
Separated me from the one's i adore
This agony kills me more and more
I think i shall fret now in full sore
The leaf turned pale & spirits in ennui
Autumn shall die,cursed the spirits of sea
The leaves will rejuvenate again in glee
The winds of spring slowly o'er the lea
Heaven descended on earth once more
Fruits got the privilege of reserved floor
Spirits of sea began to rejoice and roar️
All unaware of the recurrence
that's in future's store...
that's in future's store...
WORDBOOK:
Spree- a spell or sustained period of unrestrained activity of a particular kind.
Glee- great delight, especially from one's own good fortune or another's misfortune
Soar-fly or rise high in the air.
Folklore- the traditional beliefs, customs, and stories
Abhor- regard with disgust and hatred.
Fret- gradually wear away
Sore- painful or aching
Ennui- a feeling of listlessness and dissatisfaction arising from a lack of occupation or excitement.
Lea- an open area of grassy or arable land
Recurrence- occur again periodically or repeatedly.
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