Faded October

I hide myself behind the walls of my secrecy
a fake smile to wear
My dry,dead dreams,getting pale
even before the autumn chill could appear.

I had to murder my own dreams
and stab all my plans
My memory is stained,
scarred by the virtuality of my dreams.

I am wounded by love
hauled by poetic muse that I embrace
I heard my heartbeat flutter
but I cherished the early pain with grace.

So my heart is bleeding
from the scars that I had to hide
I start to lose the colour of my heart
As I feel the bad smell of hope that died.

I am now broken into pieces
All my plans that I laid
consume my soul from inside
as this festive month fade.

So October has faded finally
as all things fade one day
And all the so called happiness
that September did pay
I see it all,turning to dust
clutching my spirit with great dismay.

Reviews

[Sakshi]

Somehow this poem reminded me of Sidney Sheldon's "Best Laid Plans"
Sorry for looking upon your "read request" so late. was little occupied myself. so, accept my apologies.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

I like your macrabre play on words...I have mixed feelings as to whether you actually needed the latter half of last line...somehow I preferred this one without..it, in any case, I enjoyed and thank you.

[Balkaran Sidhu]

m glad u njoyed it...yhnx

[Manpreet]

Beautifully expressed poem! One of my favorites!

[Balkaran Sidhu]

thnx

[G!o]

Smooth and beautiful. Really well edged. I adore how you have crafted words to create an ambiance for this poem. Lovely.

[Kaushik Mitra]

I loved it... really don't know why! Just loved...touched!

[Balkaran Sidhu]

thanx mate...

[Marie]

A great poem...fading October used as an analogy...
My favorite line is "...bad smell of hope that died..."

I never thought of that before...dead hope would rot, of coursse...

[Westminster Abbey]

Wow, I can't even begin to describe this. Beautiful. Touching. Moving. Amazing. Wonderful. Astounding. Flawless. Excellent. (I've been working on my adjectives :) lol)

In short, 100/100

[quinfinn]

flawless and beautiful poetry here. favorite line: "my memory is stained, scarred by the virtuality of my dreams" this, my friend, is your best write yet. i do pay attention and i DO remember. well done!

[Balkaran Sidhu]

thank you so very much....m Humbled :)

[quinfinn]

you are welcome

[Felicity's Eve]

This poem really speaks to me since I am going through a LOT right now.
Keep up the excellent work! :)

[Balkaran Sidhu]

Hope you ll get through that....thanx for the review

[Felicity's Eve]

Anytime :)
And Idk when I'll get through this. It depends on if my dad stops being an abusive drunk and if we can get me into a prestigious hospital. :/
Again, your work is amazing! :)

[Balkaran Sidhu]

Oh!...I ll pray for you....surely the things will change for you

[Felicity's Eve]

Thanks so much! :)

[Pencrafter]

This is a great poem. I love the title and the simple progressive story woven into the verse. The words and lines are not overly complicated so that the message is clear. The reader is prompted to recall their own Octobers, or periods of anguish, where they had to deal with heartbreak or disappointment. The poem is descriptive and emotional.

[Balkaran Sidhu]

thanx :)