The soft rustle of leaves comforts my heart,
Bringing a peace that only autumn can fulfill.
O‘g‘ilxon Yusufjonova is a young poetess from Uzbekistan. She is 1st-year student at Uzbek Language Department of Philology and Language Teaching, Namangan State Pedagogical Institute, Uzbekistan.
Autumn is here Again…
Autumn is here Again…Oh! Many are the paths, yet the destination is far,
Autumn scatters my sorrowful thoughts away.
Our lives drift by, and I often ponder—
I found no chance, nor words worthy to say.
Everyone rushes, hurrying to a single shore,
Worries and grief seem to have no end.
Someone’s silent cry reaches the heavens’ door,
Keep on living, before the twilight descends.
The hands of the clock move with a frantic pace,
I know not what omens they try to impart.
My dear friend, sense this rhythm, this race,
At times, it understands no living heart.
A lingering dread still aches within my soul,
I have sinned much, knowingly and in vain.
Yellowed leaves fall, surrendering to the cold,
From the heavens falls the ceaseless rain.
The fear of the dark refuses to depart,
I gaze at the world, silent and still.
The soft rustle of leaves comforts my heart,
Bringing a peace that only autumn can fulfill.
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