Embers of Autumn by Mohit Saini

The forest sighs in hues of gold,
A tapestry of fire unfolds.
Each trembling leaf, a whispered note,
Descends in silent, graceful float.
The earth is dressed in amber light,
A fleeting blaze before the night.
The air is sharp with cinnamon,
As dusk descends, the cold has won.
The oaks stand tall, their branches bare,
Like sentinels in frigid air.
Yet in their bark, a pulse remains,
A quiet strength that time sustains.
Each fallen leaf, a spark once bright,
Now cradled by the coming night.
But in its glow, a memory lingers,
A warmth that winter’s frost can’t finger.
So hold each moment, rich and deep,
Before the frost erases sleep.
For autumn’s fire, though brief, is true—
A final kiss before the blue.

Mr. Mohit Saini is an Assistant Professor at Compucom Institute of Technology & Management in Jaipur. With 8 years of experience in the field of language and linguistics, He has contributed significantly to research and education in these areas. His expertise includes literature, second language acquisition, Psycholinguistic, English grammar, multilingual education, and the implementation of language policies in higher education. Residing in the culturally rich city of Jaipur.