There was fall in my mind,
As I picked up the autumn leaves.
And I kept on walking,
Amidst the naive breeze.
The birds, they cawed,
As if they knew the routine.
And there she was,
And that countenance keen
The attire that once swept my heart,
Was a broken soul like the nonchalant air.
Still the fighter managed to smile
As if she was sure I was there.
Thousand words were left unspoken
But that gaze, it exhaled life.
With eager eyes I looked at her
But she went right ahead without a strife
My reluctant thoughts were sure this was it,
As she folded the satin in a crease,
And dropped it just beside the stone,
That said “Rest In Peace”.
The fall ended as autumn dawned in.
But there was no sorrow.
‘Cause I knew,
There will again be a fall, tomorrow.