आँखें The LAST LEAF I sat on the window in my room Saw, the heavy gusts force the very last leaf of autumn to fall. I was watching it thinking my life is same as the last leaf, We both took it all so silently, "Each action hurt me like a crushed glass piece all over my hand. And for that leaf, each action force her to end her life." We both have wounds not with red blood or scratches but with transparent tears and lifeless soul. But somehow I had hopes cause the last leaf hasn't fallen yet. As the time passes, I began to sulk in the crowd, I started feeling like a cloud keeping storms within me. And one day I wake up and saw the last leaf of the autumn finally fall. the last leaf The LAST LEAF I sat on the window in my room Saw, the heavy gusts force the very last leaf of autumn to fall. I was watching it thinking my life is same as the last leaf,
