The Autumn Falls

The art of choosing autumn falls over the cherry blossoms....

Not everyone stands a chance to adore the beauty of the autumn falls.

Not everyone has the ability to adhere to the dying leaves.

Only those who celebrate the beauty of the galaxy of nothingness,

Believe that the scene of the autumn falls is actually worth a while. ..

Yes, the galaxy of nothingness.

Ever tried conversing with quietude?

Believe me, when I say, that even reticence has its own voices, it's own chimes.

It speaks to expatiate its vehemence.

Have you ever read the faces of darkness?

The visage of darkness expresses dementia it holds.

The ambiance of the ruins retrospects the days of yore.

Accolade, accolades the adherence of solitude, for when murk engulfs,

Even thy penumbra departs but solitude persists.

These phenomena of nihility have a lot to convey but we disparage them

And are enticed by the augmented chattels, the symphony, the light,

The throng, the neoteric, which bears meagre contents to cognize.

The Galaxy of Nothingness offers euphoria and melancholy, gusto

Andvapidity concomitantly, poignant yet unmoved by the callous it receives....

Not everyone embraces the souls of the truth, for lies soothe the captivated minds

But truth shatters the fragile glass palace, often called," the heart".

Not everyone can comprehend, how ends of beautiful journeys

Can be even prettier than the journey itself.

The sweetness of cherry blossoms is dreamt of.

But the bitter realm of autumn is mistaken for a scary nightmare.

The blossoms are accompanied by chaos and cheers,

Unlike the quietude suffused during autumn.

The tint of blossoms resembles the shade of blush on a Maiden's mien

But the fading leaves remind us of the wrinkles of an old being.

To conceive the spring blossoms following the autumn

As a dessert served after the main course

One forgets that the sweetness of dessert is ephemeral.

We fall for the transitory, leaving behind the ones

That remain with us till eternity, eternity, eternity.