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

[anxia]

'i had to murder my own dreams' aha, aha what a line!!! Loved your portrayal of pain and agony.
Why particularly about October? Because October was it when you penned this?

[Balkaran Sidhu]

No i penned it down earlier today...its just about what I hav been through...

[anxia]

Aw i understand. I thought so but was not sure. Hope every thing works out for you.

[Balkaran Sidhu]

Hopefully all things get sorted ....m not sure i can cope with this anymore.. :(

[anxia]

Aww i am sry but i am here if you need some talk

[Balkaran Sidhu]

Thanx for that...don't worry I will be Okay :)

[Balkaran Sidhu]

Really m humbled by this...thank you once again...I guess November will bring new hopes and challenges

[anxia]

YVM :) I hope the same for you.

[Dr. Wood ?]

you have a wonderful way with words

[Balkaran Sidhu]

thanx Dr