I really liked this poem a lot. You have turned Autumn into seemingly a person who is waiting for there loved one to come which would be winter. A lovely piece with vivid images and great imagery.
"Arrogant gust recoloring dreams
green to orange as yellow beams
From deep inside the arid lands,
cold nips the warmth of my hands"
This line really stood out to me, as it gave a beautiful image to the reader and at the end of it gave a bit of sadness as well. A greatly penned piece from beginning to end. Good job and keep writing.