Autumn

Autumn leaves do but fall Withering, dropping, do they all Leaving room for next year’s group The old replaced by the youth Such is life in every vein The future born of past years pain Do not despair those drifting away Remember the beauty that came your way When in the autumn of your life Rejoice the young leaves coming alive.

Mental Journey

I am on a journey of the mind. Contemplating the universe on every scale, and doing a complete introspective exploration. I may never be a literary academic, but I share my humble thoughts in hope that they may inspire others.

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