Autumn Leaves

Give me more autumn leaves and Ill decorate them all on my forehead, give me more sorrows and Ill register them on my heart. They will then travel down to the pages. Indeed! Im the pages I wrote, and there are many blank pages still to write. Every word and act of emotional touch is in my first poetic collection, Autumn Leaves: An Anthology. Poetry is like the autumn season that sheds leaves of creation in destruction. Autumn as a metaphor to sadness brings to us a kind of ecstasy and then we can feel spring because without sadness our life cannot feel the depth of any pleasure. The poems in this collection are the gloomy thoughts converted into the delight of the poet. Apart from poems, this collection also includes some songs and sketches making it different from other anthologies.