autumn🍁

i absolutely adore autumn, my favorite season.

It's my favorite too but when autumn comes in our life, we cannot bear it..। N it's truth.। Well thanks much...

I adore Autumn also. Sorry for the angst I feel in this. You're usual is typically so full of fun and good times. I pray they return again very soon. 🥰❤💯

Thank you very much for your wishes.. he is really like the seasons..always keeps changing..and I always wait for the rain..well once again thank you ❤

Oh no! I'm sooo sorry. Leaves often have a habit of changing direction at the last second, just as you're about to catch them. Loving the metaphors here but appreciate & recognise the sadness & melancholy in your write also. 🙁

Thank you snaggy for understanding the depth of the lines and inspiring me to write..i am thankful...

Sense the expectancy of joy turn to disappointment here.

Expectation always leads to disappointment..

I'm an autumn baby
Scorpio
Supremely sexual
Often moody
Disappointment rising
Be your own best friend dimpy
Nirvana awaits those who go after what they want and need ....

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You are right artist.. I always want to keep myself happy.. I don't want anyone to be the reason for my happiness... I never want to remember  him but he is just not getting out of my system... Well thanks a lot for your positive words...

I did my own poem after reading yours and borrowed from my comment to you..

You come first, then join hands with others ..

Awwww 🥰

The comparison to drifting leaves and attention is perfect here

Thank you for your nice comment..

Always go after what you want.  Keep on writing.

Yup
Thank you

Dear D,

To me interpreted this piece as the interested party went in an entirely different direction. It made me feel gutted having experienced this scenario embarrassingly often. In so far as the weather, autumn is really a beautiful season. Great write. H🌷

hey honoria
thanks for reading n understanding the emotions..

Dimpy,
I am having a major dejavu right now. I could swear I read and commented on this poem a week ago, but I guess not. I had the distinct recollection of posting an old poem I had written about 40 years ago.
At the risk of repeating myself, the seasons spin with the Earth and all endings bring new life as we live through the cycles that pass. The song "All Things Must Pass" by George Harrison is about that. Here is the poem I wrote that I hope has a little bit of inspiration within it.
"Sleep"

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/27201-sleep---hiding-from-the-touch-of-death/

JJ