Ishaisms, Poetry, Seasons

Fall leaves, fall…

Fall leaves, fall,

in your autumnal grey;

now you prepare for the black pall,

the naked winter days…

Seasons wrap up like chilly pedestrians;

each new morning closer to the close;

how sanguine seem your yellow surfaces,

as if kissed by the sunset’s own hues!

And like the dying in the final stages,

you reveal your beauty with new vigour –

no storms within, no desperate, surging rages –

one with the tide of time and life’s flowing river…

Fall leaves, fall,

pay your autumnal dues;

sleep comes to us all,

before we wake anew…

Β© Isha Garg

71 thoughts on “Fall leaves, fall…”

      1. Writing is my favourite therapist but these days everything is leaving me. Some sort of emptiness I guess but your words made me smile. I am grateful to you❀️😘

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      2. Oh I’m sorry to hear that sweetheart! But they say it’s always darkest before the dawn.. So perhaps the emptiness is making room for new, wonderful things? πŸ˜˜πŸ’›


  1. Those naked wintery days, when the only antidote shall be the rich words of a thoughtful author who underestimates her own gift! That’s my self medicating with Ishaism balm … soul soothing when the grey clouds descend. Winter I do not fear you! πŸ€—πŸ’œπŸ’œπŸ’œ

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    1. Such refined, sublime words of warmth from one so precious, that all shivers are warded off and I’m looking forward to the winter! Medicating the soul with your words is something I do too, and I have many a sleepless nights’ Armadillo-poetry-reading-marathons to prove it heheh. β€πŸ’• Thanks to you, my asolutely adorable one!

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      1. In words we thrive …. for they keep such treasured communication alive!
        And thank you for such a wonderful comment returned dear soul ❀ … now let's discuss that Armadillo insomnia, hmm. It goes against my edict to remove electronic devices from sleep quarters hehe

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      2. Hey I see what you are doing, deflecting compliments in your wonderful Isha way! Well I’m not having it haha!! Well ok, maybe just a little! πŸ’•πŸ€—πŸ’•

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    1. Thank-you Ankit! Chilly pedestrians are the people walking on the streets/roads who’re cold due to the chill in the air. There’s a word play on the phrase ‘wrap up’ signifying both the act of covering up (of people, due to cold) and the closing (of seasons, due to the transition to autumn). 😊🍁

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  2. Serene, beautiful, dreamy, and breathtaking. This was so beautiful. It flowed as smoothly as a love song. So many perfect lines here. Chilly pedestrian line was gorgeous and vivid.

    As for the final line….before we wake anew. A poetic and passionate finale.

    I remember when I first started reading you, lovely poems with adorable doodles.
    But now, you are a muse. Your writing is captivating.

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    1. You truly see it all, Drew! This sounded like a song to me too, so the other day I created a little melody and sang it! The pedestrian line is my favourite as well.. I was very, very inspired when this little thing came to me. 😁🍁
      You humble me and I’m overcome with gratitude with your mighty opinion of me. I cherish every word you write! Thank you so much, Drew!


    1. Your comments are both prized and precious to me Walt! You’re not only one of the best writers on WP, but also a wonderful human being! Every word of yours is heartfelt and genuine which is why I find myself at home in your blog! Thank you so very much! πŸ˜ŠπŸ’›

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