The autumn in my heart 🍁

Scarlet leaves! Breaking down! 

& I'm reminded of the vim,

that once illuminated my soul ! 

Heart, imbued with his fervour,

much like the Spring bloom earlier,

by now had ripened to finally fall. 

How could've the art escaped!

From the heart, such rich. 

But the walls, such stiff ???

So he broke it, not hard. 

For that would've destroyed

The treasure within.

You see how the fall goes by? 

Like the obscure turn of phrase,

& discreet in taking away the life.

Like that he played his cards.

& then did well, his soothing voice too. 

helped me bore the bolt of words.

 

Ones that pierce the heart with ease,

Such that the art exudes with grace.

Just like the scarlet leaves breaking down,

So bleed, dear ailing heart. 

& in perplexity enough,

let my Autumn pass....