Gazes!

She gazes out of her window
To be met only by the concrete walls.
No more can she see
The bright rays of the sun.
The hearts filled with love,
The faces lingering with smiles
All have disappeared,
Dissolved into one--
A dull brick pattern
The azure sky -- a thing of the past.
The falling leaves
The dry yet soothing wind
Are reduced to mere words
Found across the pages.
More figments of imagination
Hope, love, care --
Were decoratory words
To do the function of nouns
In this strange world
Where there is nothing real
Only ridiculous happy pretences.
So much so that the dull and still
Are made to appear bright and swift.
She still gazes out of her window
To feel the real gloom.
To merge herself with Autumn.
The dull, dry and drab Autumn.
The autumn she loved and longed for.
But little does she know
Even Autumn is not Autumn anymore
Not the Autumn she loved.
The stillness and quietness
Is lost somewhere in this alien land.
And now it is reduced to a pretence.
A ridiculous happy pretence.
Autumn in a brand new avatar
But still ...
She goes on gazing,
Searching among the masks
The bright forms of falsehood.
Hoping that someday
She will find her autumn
The dry, dull and still autumn.
The autumn she loves and longs for.