September Song

As the crowd in the streets fade away,

The trees refuse to sway,

The child in the park runs his way,

Singing the September song in the day.

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I watched for long how life turned,

Locked in my home with all my wounds burned,

Taping and gluing what is left unlearned,

Singing the September song on the downturn.

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I did not know what else was to be done,

So I picked up my journal as my head spun

Clueless, restless, aimless staring at the sun,

Singing the September song as my thoughts upturn.

-tanushree