Fall Avenue

Fall Avenue blushes through tangerine trees; may I find her leaves forever,
Splurging shades across the wilderness, shriveled amid wintry whispers,
In million mystic trails they fall, like fiery ambrosial cascades,
And pall pale prints, that had known the warmth, of greener yesterdays.

Sunlight oozes through the crimson veil, fickle as summer noon's nostalgia,
Into labyrinths long forgotten, that bask in bygone euphoria,
The northern winds rise and engulf the laughter, receding in the distance,
All along the crossway, whence they sweep, her lavender infused fragrance!

Stifled syllables swim in the mist, dangling on ever loose ends,
While raindrops swell where dreamers soared, in this paradise I've known so well,
The smoke rings merge into the twilight, as I search for familiar dead ends,
I wish I'd lurk there; yet I shan't anymore, for 'tis too perfect a farewell...
 
The first flakes settle, o' fallen leaves be sheathed forever in snow,
A fleeting glimpse my coveted souvenirs, and we exchange parting vows,
Then I see the world stretch ahead of me, a direction soon I must find,
To spend eternity, shifting frontiers, in search of the Spring left behind.

Reviews

[anandbose]

Beautiful eloquent use of words. An art itself Anand Bose from Kerala

[Verse]

Some writes just release a sigh within you...

Not a word wrong... every syllable placed beautifully!!! From the blush through the tangerine trees, to the first flakes, to the backward look at spring. This is poetry. :):)

V

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed your words and your thoughts.
"Stifled syllables swim in the mist, dangling on ever loose ends,
While raindrops swell where dreamers soared, in this paradise I've known so well,
The smoke rings merge, into the twilight, as I search for the familiar dead ends,
I wish I'd lurk there; yet I shan't anymore, for it's too perfect a farewell."
I did like the above lines. Words, soft and direct. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Najam Us Saher]

Your poem flowed effortlessly. I loved the rhythm and the flow, your description created a lovely image. I truly appreciate the beauty your words created.

[richieb]

This is a wonder poem of autumn and all the image's that make this season magical. Your words lent to this magic, keeping the reader in a festival of falling leaves. Your writing is beyond your years. I look forward to reading more of your poems. You are gifted, keep writing.
Blessings,
Richie b.

[wordman]

you painted a lovely autumn image

[Esther]

Your words are reminiscent of autumn, which, with all its melancholia, reflects an underlying sense of nostalgia.

[John the Baptist]

Dazzling imagery, beautiful word pictures. A few too many commas, though.

[Swagato Saha]

Thanks.
It was somewhat hastily typed out. Couldn't care much about punctuations.