The Fall
poem by:
Royce B
Written
on Apr 01, 2015
Swaying in a gentle breeze A leaf rests within a tree Relishing its sturdy home Knowing not that it would soon be alone Swiftly comes the Fall For nature would not stall Harshly the winds come And the leaf's grasp is undone Its future, no longer green The yellowing of time rots it at the seams The leaf knows not which is worse Its stem to its home being broken by force Or the death of things that had yet to grow All it knows is that it wishes this wasn't so For the leaf this is the end of it all Yet the tree continues to stand tall For the leaf this is death Yet for the tree, this takes but a breath The tree is unaffected Its life goes uninterrupted It continues to grow It doesn't notice the leaf go
Tags: sad, metaphor, imagery,
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Milton Robertson commented:
A lovely poem, But the tree know it can't worry about the leaf, cause one day
it to must go. we all have to turn the page, go to the next stage. This we can't
see, but life goes on into infinity.
Ocean Carey
commented:
I wish I could write like you
Royce B
commented:
Thanks guys.
Christopher Russon
commented:
I really like your poem.To me the leaf represents human life and how short lived it is.
The tree represent the earth a leaf is frail compared the tree.
