My October
Imagine the soft strings of a guitar
simply weep
Her heart weighs with sorrow and regret
A melody soft and sad, where dreams cry to be
reviewed
Even the hardest hearts melt at her tune
As the days grow old fast, the leaves turn brown
and orange
October signals the coming end and restart of life
Still I yearn for days past, where my smile wasn't
bogus
When my heart was not as heavy as this guitars
I stare out the window, and nature breathes a
frigid breath
Her tiredness is shown as the climate changes off
and on
Yet men thrive to tare her down to build and lust
to vanity
I crave the aroma of freshly brewed coffee,
pausing to realize
I used to worry about simple cartoons when I was
a kid
Now it's life and battle after battle with many
struggles
I find comfort in my sleep, where I can't feel
I write to please my soul, perhaps you feel like I
do
I don't want to die, God created my mind and set
it up for eternity
My memory fades but never leaves
His love empowers my confidence to succeed
Slowly death crawls towards each of us
A battle that we all lose, yet in the end will we find
peace?
Glimpse of Halloween death arrives and so does
hope for tomorrow life is anew with each day given
Where are you my love, where did you go I look
and and can't find you
Perhaps life will never be fair nor joyous for my
heart
Still I weep in hopes I too fade into this glimpse of
October
Copyright © Edward Orozco | Year Posted 2013
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