Auntumn’s in the Air

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Burnt Boats

When autumn began, it used to turn the leaves to flames! O God that was the time i used to love to sit under the burning trees and write poetry. And then those blazing leaves used to turn amber and gold and bronze and copper! Oh those were the days when i loved to walk on that gold crusted side walk, each foot step crunching, and sing love songs under my breath. Yes autumn was the time of the year when i felt fully alive and then some say fall is the season of goodbyes. I say fall is the season of dreams of love of a lasting kind, of hearts that beat as one…

Ghazal.

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