When the leaves leave
The fans will not fan
The winds will wind and wind
But will find no sky toys
And will have to make do with down rooters
Who will never be pawns
In their playfulness
Dust may do
But won’t the wind get bored playing with just one?
Just watch
Play the leaves
Let them leave
And let’s see who will suffer the most
The players on two feet
The wind
Or the left leaves
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014
Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)
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6 replies on “WHEN THE LEAVES LEAVE”
…..”And let’s see who will suffer the most…the players on two feet, the wind or the left leaves”……..wow……deep!😊👍
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Thank you dear. Blessings.
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How beautifully and smartly you played with words:) I’, impressed:) I added some of your verses in my novel:)
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Thank you very much Tanveer.
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Nature will play with whom ever will respect it’s nature. It’s beauty is for anyone who can recognize . Yet this all has change for reasons that are unclear. Now it has characteristics of anger and hatred . So whom who plays must also be the bearer
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🙂
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