CURSED LEAVES

Cursed leaves

Spring tide

But the cursed leaves staggered behind

Lingering against the avenue of blazing hearts

Turning and twirling

Driving its restlessness

Looking for an impact

To crack its stiffness

To lose its resistance

Finding an inevitable force

To breach its self esteem

To reach its real dream

The dream of delicacy

The stream of fineness

The trail of fragrance

The tale of a bloom

One day

We will breed as the most beautiful ones

  - Ali Asad Zia