I wait

I wait

March 9, 2013 at 12:54am
Autumn leaves ,
dry and colourless
fallen on the ground bearing the dust .

I wait , 
for the wind to blow me to the nearby creek,
take away my dryness add my colour ,
but all I get is hit by the tiny pebbles
                                               no water...
                                               no creek....

I lie there waitng for the end
                                   wait for the rain
                                   wait for me to be blown ...

till then 
I lie there ...
                 dust to dust ...



Moushumi M

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