I Love September


buried under

the blanket of withered

leaves sustain. Although the shredder

shreds away the leaves. Again the next day

dropping leaves proclaim, why worry

grouted feelings will sprout

refreshing your


I Love

Yes ‘September’.

Comes and goes informing

life’s sentiments, passion, instincts,

intuitions, attachments and all that one

remorse. Demonstrating she shows

life’s cycle by shedding,

teaches wisdom.

I love


Todays best new poem was written by John Thomas Tharayil.


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