scribbling...

Golden as a sunflower,
On a fine Friday morning
I saw the sun, burgeoning
Brightly into the spring sky…
I started to smile, dream
Beyond, afar, into a distant land
I went, for a moment so brief.
I sketched the birds, flowers,
Spring time grins, bright smiles!
In my mind's eye.,
I saw, not anything,
Could go wrong now,
The beauty; eternal;
Cannot be surpassed!
I submitted myself;
Though I reckoned,
For a quick second, I blenched!
Why Oh lord! does it happen,
I thought, quietly…
Just as the first leaf fell!
Leaving its branches, floating…
In a cosmic dance, sluggishly!
Inanimate, this time.
Fighting the earth, it landed!
None could do nothing, too late;
Except to hear the scream,
Of a life, so lifeless now…
Slowly, came; as the monstrous!
Chill, to remind, thee,
Cycle of life, misses none!
Strange journey I thought,
Why Life?! To live, to wither!
Oh! What happiness! I thought,
Before I grab, fade’th away…
Deprived, of love, truly it deserved!