Talking with dry leaves

Shaurya Pathania

Withering winds,

You start flying,

Reliving the height, 

Cemented verandah, 

Your sight on my site,


You've seen a lot

Within different colors, 

Isn't this season

So rude and cruel, 

You've always fallen in this duel,


You've lived enough maze, 

now halt, end this chase

be at solace, 

let me get a matchbox, 

I rest your case… 

Shaurya Pathania holds a Masters Degree in English Literature from University of Delhi, India. He has a keen interest in poetry, sleep and food. Some of his works have appeared in Song of Eertz review, Indian Periodical, Exist Otherwise, Spillwords and elsewhere. You can find him @shauryapathani4 on Twitter.