Renee's Poetry

The brown leaves crumbling, yes, they are, The red ones, too, they crunch, under the car. It’s such an orange feeling, yes, The mellow leaves are everywhere in a mess. Under the orange trees, you’d like to lay, Some people would want forever to stay. Some people, near the yellow leaves, would like to walk, Others would like to play in the red leaves and talk. Sure, I can’t experience this all, Because Autumn doesn’t seem to answer Pune’s call. But that doesn’t stop the season’s light, which is a beam, I should just enjoy it in my daydream! BTW, Pune is the city I live in, which is in India. I hope you liked it!! ~Renee

 Hello! My mom has a poetry blog too! It's called Eye For Life, here's the link:- http://www.smita.khanorkar.com/! Some of my poems are there too! I hope you like that blog! ~Renee

I saw my life flash before my eyes, I wondered how would be the cries. I sunk into death’s trap, Around me I let death wrap. I took death’s bait, And I left before my fate. Then, I thought, “Life isn’t that hard.” I started missing my backyard. I started missing my dog, Tony, I started missing my aunt who was bony. I started missing both of my parents, And how they would urge me to take in more nutrients. I started missing my friends’ words, And how they came rushing in herds. I realised, life, I didn’t want to give up, That of course life won’t be as easy as tea in a cup. I started to regret, I wished I hadn’t taken the bet. I wished things hadn’t down-spiralled at this rate, I thought to myself, “Now it’s too late.” Death, just as I was about to get sucked into, Against my face, the wind blew. I opened my eyes, I was looking down, I, the girl with a death wish had a near-death experience, I realised, standing in my gown. ~Renee