The Autumn

When the leaves will turn brown,
in autumn they will swiftly flow down,
and the season will fade a goodbye,
I will miss you…

Everyone will celebrate the new season,
i will look at the lonely street without any reason,
everything will change slowly day by day,
I will still miss you…

My eyes will search for your image in the crowd,
like a ray of light trying to break free from a dark cloud,
your image will vanish like an illusion,
But I will still miss you…

I will try to get back to my routine,
and will try to enjoy some musical evenings,
that music too will bring back your memories,
and I will plead you to free me…

I will try to break the prison of my thoughts,
and I will helplessly try to untie those knots,

The innocent eyes will close their shutters,
then will drip down those helpless tears,

The memories, the feelings and those images,
and the worries stuck to me for ages,
will swiftly flow down,
like the leaves turned brown,

Now the life will take a turn,
like leaves changing in autumn,
and then, I will anxiously wait…
for a spring season in my fate..!!