Monday, April 25, 2005

soppy this?

Falling leaves...

I was thinking of old friends today
And how many of them have slipped away,
Moved, got married, or stopped calling so much,
Found new friends, got busy, and just lost touch.
It reminded me of falling leaves.
Every autumn the leaves fall from the trees.
Some stay longer than others,
But eventually - Each leaf must fall, I'm told,
Leaving the tree alone to face the cold.

Why is it that in the time of utmost need
The leaves would seek to leave the tree?
And when we need our friends around
We look and they cannot be found?

Of course these friendships come and go
And in the spring new leaves will grow.
But I prefer autumn friends of old
With crackling laughter and colour bold.

It saddens me now I must admit
How somehow, someway,
I did forget Laughing with old friends of mine
During summers when the sun would shine.

And then I thought of you.
That one stubborn leaf that won't let go.
That clings despite the winds that blow.

Fighting ice, and snow, and winter's stings
Hanging on right through till spring.
So I guess that's what you are to me -
The very last leaf to leave the tree.
When I see that last leaf...
I think of you...

5 comments:

ani sharma said...
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ani sharma said...

i didn't know you were a poet at heart
i reckon, among all friends priya and i missed this part
but better late than never they say
i shall read and enjoy as words on your blog, you lay

Anonymous said...

This is one of the most beautiful pieces of verse I've had a chance to read since a long long time.
Lovely! Hope you do remember me. :)

mich said...

hey sarika... viisted your blog, like the new design, very minimalistic!! where are you now?

Pleiades said...

Hey Michelle! :)

Shall mail you. Hope you're still using the gmail ID.

Cheers,