October

October

 

October, the month, The month that

brings with it the sweet melodies of

birds.

 

As morning rises throught the wet

grassed green leaves that grows

within the valley of scented flowers

for bees to suck out the nectar, the

day starts burning.

 

Cooling under the thicked branch of

shadows of green leaves of trees that

smells fresh from morning to dawn brings

back the mind.

 

The month were birds sing motivationally

from their tiny bit little heart to created

a space for new memories made as the

season starts.

 

The month that starts the season of fruits

and juicy tantalizing saliva in a mouth were

fights for pleasure derive.

 

A month that is set to bring happiness within

the souls of those born of it.  October born out

of me, a spirit that shared a breathe that gave life

to an unseen soul.

 

Shared conversation were talks of hegemonic power

over nature eradicated all thougths.  The month

that created disputes between the heart of man by

distorting the sweet melody within....

 

Accidentally on purpose a life was brought foward

in this month, Yet the happiness of birth closed

the doors and created a room of sadness were

soulless births was rested.

 

Besides all the stories of the month; October is

the mont of my Grandmother, Mother and the Mother

of the future generation.........

Author's Note

wrote this at the beginning of october this year as i was feeling left out for the one person (my mother) who always makes me smile was not around to start our month but the presence of her mother was comforting the crying soul.

Reviews

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

Really nice descriptions of October...