Dead Thoughts

As I walk upon the dead leaves
It reminds me of the loneliness
The absence of the air from within
My body, my mind and the soul
The time when those grasses were green
A silent word, without even hearing

Could amplify the voice, yet inaudible
Un-understandable, but felt in the air
But now, its nothing like before
Things have changed
A thought was just enough to
Hear that voice
But now, are those leaves that are dead
Or I have dead thoughts