Analysis of Fallen Leaves At Winter

Fallen leaves at winter
 whispering the magic of life
 The leaves fallen goes to its graves
 Without the songs of the death

Crouches of the seasons sweats
 Painted on the naked lips of the time
 Like a fallen mortal man
 All becomes a lifeless dung
 And all natures pays

The eternal price of the dust
 The mother roots cried for the lost
 The pain grips the tree and its branches
 Just like men bereaved with body and soul

Suffers the pain like the fallen winters leaves
Two worlds, one life but pain ends the beats of all..
 For all living and non-living in their worlds..
 Time of the leaves just like of the moon..
 A moon dies and another is born..

Just like the men..,
 One dies and another is born..
 They all wither away..
 Even in their prime..
 Natures unseen hands..
 Dictates the rift for all..

Still, they all looks like news..
 From the hidden clouds..
 Yes, they truely wither away.. all
 Just like the fallen leaves at winter..

By: Ofuonyebi 'Dinobi (C) February, 2014.