Autumn Leaves … 3110-2k12

Its cold, it's so windy I go about dangling alone Do they think, I am easy? And to such gusts prone? In earthy hues are reeling Tinged and droopy leaves They hold not my feelings desolate are lives sieves Longing days spent on lies Tied to twine of words Sighing I look! to the skies Not to savor swooping birds go about a lonely life seemingly abuzz secure Glide on tiles and strife mindful of a slippery floor Life's loaded hues, colors dull and ordinary its days By side walks bloom flowers Along cobbled paths and ways original 31 Oct,2k12 Islamabad.