Hues Of Autumn

renukakkar By renukakkar, 26th Jun 2013 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL
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This is a poem that I wrote in memory of my husband who is no more with me. He died of Cardiac Arrest in June, 2004.

Remembering Seasons Passing

My hair turned gray as the autumns pass,
remembering many seasons we knew.
The richness of those shared times,
which were special for me and you.

The ticking of the clock of time goes on,
As down life’s road I alone now go.
Our hearts were joined in a bond of love,
when we walked in fallen snow.

Your eyes would brighten like shining sky,
And my heart would begin to sing.
As our children flung their arms around you,
to show and express their loving.

All the summers have now gone,
And my live is now hues of autumn.
I stop and sometimes remember,
where our lives have gone.

Will Your Recognize me?

Gray hair and more lines trace my face,
like soft shadows touch the wall.
Our children have since gone away,
And alone I watch the rich leaves fall.

Our love stands bright with fewer changes,
and one by one I witness going by days,
Alone I be but grow still stronger.
as you watch me from above as if through haze,

Those promises we made to each other long ago.
To be happy in any situation I still abide,
our lives are still bound together so true,
though separated by a wall when you died.

renukakkar 24.8.2011


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I am working. In my spare time I write poetry and articles.I have written a book for children called, 'Granny's Return From Heaven as an Incredible Car' ,available on websites..

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author avatar Lady Aiyanna
27th Jun 2013 (#)

I am Spring with Autumn hand in hand,
I hear your cry and understand.
They left you naked and so bare,
Showing your name around just everywhere.

With streaks of Silver adorning the night,
With wafts of candy far out of sight.
Where twinkling stars bring in the cold,
Showing the truth of the meek and bold.

Knowing the clouds descend with a spray,
Showing carpets of white in every way.
While Spring just clothes them One by One,
Showing all the power vested in the Sun.

I as spring now take over with pride,
Showing the truth of life once so denied.
With Angel of Creation playing the part,
Sending all of life back to the very start.

Where old is new yet new is old,
One is warm and the other is cold.
Bringing a balance in life we now see,
Its the Essence of Sun that is meant to be.

By Anisha Achankunju (C) Lady Aiyanna 28th June 2013

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