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.