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Walked through the alley of deciduous trees

A soul's empty stare ahead froze my feet

That coppery gleam in thou--was it bonfire or fallen maple leaf

Someone’s gaze so dull yet blinding

Those sorrowful pools were an eternal maze

Thy eyes, the world’s autumns in entirety

 

Shall I look away from thy brown pearls

A pair of ice lumps

of an expressionless snowman

On this lengthen frosty night

But thy eyes, the crescendo wail I can’t escape from

 

Thou howled for help in silence

Immeasurable depth of misery I was scared of

As if a smile was once there then faded forever

The leaves fell as my heart fell

Was it me or was the season overdramatic?

'Tis I

Did all autumns act in theatrical?

Did I

 

Someone’s gaze so dim yet dazzling

A perpetual labyrinth I involuntarily stepped into

Might be I unreasonably longed for autumns

Thy eyes, the world’s autumns in entirety

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P.S:

1. Very much inspired by my sentimental melancholic-yet-consoling arrival in Australia when it was autumn. It was intriguing that something is both sad and comforting. I tried to personify that season into someone that has eyes containing the whole autumn seasons of the world. We can't help but fall for that season as if we fall for him. I also utilize autumn’s synonym “fall” to strengthen the emotions. Heavily influenced by Shakespeare’s Sonnet writing style and diction (did you notice the archaic words?) but of course, it was just my attempt. There is no way my writing could come close to Shakespeare’s quality.

2. I must say that I had so much fun writing this part:

"Was it me or was the season overdramatic?

'Tis I

Did all autumns act in theatrical?

Did I"

*'Tis: It is (archaic)

I wrote it on purpose as "did I" instead of "I did" to rhyme "'tis I" while at the same time making it sound like I questioned myself as well. It is I who is overdramatic. It is I who acted in theatrical. Don't blame the beautiful innocent autumn :)