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I hate Autumns.
It makes letting go
look easy.

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OCTOBER GHAZAL

I see a shade of yellow October,
A little raw but mellow October.

A group of migrating Dragonflies,
Rush to the courtyards in slow October.

The sun is back to it's spot,
To know it's height in low October.

I am yet to know where I belong,
In this surprising yet to go October.

Every day I'd go with it's flow,
I hope Fiza gets to know October.

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She fluttered her drooping petals,
in mild disagreement.
Her pollens, flying away,
probably to find a mate.

(Full poem in caption...)

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The trees
withered leaves off branches.
Autumn posed on the
Yellow carpet.

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A Train to Autumn

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