sometimes,
leaves fall down,
through the silences of a breeze,
like insignificant dreams,
leaving the stumps behind,
with a yellow pain in their heart,
of a separation,
when not allowed to look back,
once during the floating descent,
to the stems,
which held them for a life time..
sometimes,
hopes fall down,
like leaves,
withered and curled,
to be lost forever,
in to the silences of an infinity,
with a hurt in their heart,
when not allowed to lookback,
into the moments,
which created and cherished them..
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