Memories resemble those falling leaves of autumn,
Fading away in vivid mahogany.
Auburn scattered along the streets,
Sometimes, disintegrating
Beneath the relentless march of time.
Ever-so cherished memories might they be
Cruel reckoning of time
Offers no reprieve
As it treads upon my auburn memories,
Subduing them into mere whispers.
Bio: Zaheen is a 21-year-old aspiring writer navigating the harsh realities of life. She discovered her sanctuary in the art of writing. She hopes that her words bring a soft smile to readers’ faces, prompting them to keep her in their thoughts and share her work with their loved ones.
