31 Day Challenge October, Poetry

Day 17: Dead leaves

dead leaves, the first signs of change are romanticized far too much

their fiery colours and musical crunch welcome by all

but I hate dead leaves

dead leaves are like dead hearts

dead beats

and dead dreams

dead hopes

of growing into something better and brighter

a vision unfulfilled

a vessel unused

dead leaves are mucky and muddy and mischievous, and as you slip into an easy stride you slip period

dead leaves are exactly that – dead, and one day they too shall leave

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