A Leaf

Only thing that is constant in life is change. People change. You change. And that's how the world change.

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A leaf on a tree, abstractly hanging.

Her cries echoing.
Pondering and observing
Leaves the leaf adhered.

Then, there a wind passed by,
Leaf on the tree was still stood by.
No tear,Nothing beared, she was
Just hanging still there

It was end of fall
All others already fell(leaves).
As she was young
Hard was her downfall.

A wind came again,
He stopped by the leaf
Observed and asked
Why all this melancholy.

Leaf burst out,

Crying she said,
All of my friends left me
in this fall, some months ago.

I am alone, but still
don't wanna go.
They left me saying,
"I am immature!"

With that they left something
A wound, No cure.
Wind lended his ears to her
wanting to find a cure.

Asked the leaf-
"Do you wanna run?"
But even if you want to
the tree won't let you go.

Oh dear! What do you do?
A concern in his voice.
Said more leaves will come
More leaves will go.

You can't stop it
You can't reverse it
that's just life.
Only change is constant.

Forget those who
caused you pain
As they were just a part
of your constant change.

Wait for the new leaves
make friends again
But don't cry
If they fall again.

Find the leaf who
knows your worth.
Not a leaf who'll leave you
in this depressive dirt.

A mistake, you made
Learn from it at your own pace
Nobody comes with you,

Nobody goes with you.

They're just like me
They'll pass by
You won't notice too.
A faded memory remains

Of leaves you meet.
So make friends again
But don't create this melancholy!
As I won't come again.

Leaf, her ears
were enlightened
Grateful she was to
wind, as he elapsed.

~Arushi Sahu