Leafs - some untold chapters

The leafs of past summer
is again up-against erected,
asking me the questions
of love that i had neglected,
its not the treachery which
aches me so high,
but how can i forget
that face with simple sigh.

Eyes like molded grapes
whose warmth can never
leave me till am in the grave,
lips with inviting beauty
but to whom i had never
paid mine part of duty.

'Kisses were hidden,
its u who have to explore them
who remembers the rest life incidences,
its the first, which cost every dime.'

Deep beneath my shallow heart
mine soul is rested,
with no glare, no flare
only the sorrow of pinches is nested.

i know i wasn't smartest
and also not on the handsome part,
but somewhere i had listened
that all matters is - the heart.