Legends Of October
My cubic pen quake in protest as I write this legendary poem
I besiege myself with apt feelings to explain this poetic term.
My moment like NEYO ‘I’m so sick of love song’
This autumn of October makes my moment sprung.
It’s October, I want to attend the NATIONAL DAY in CHINA,
Savor good memories, and gain independent like NIGERIA.
Today is the unity day in GERMANY,
Yesterday the inception of MAHATHMA GANHI, he annexed many.
In this blissful October, for my Hip-hop Messiah, PLAYBUOY I’ll take,
He’s “More than and option” just like DRAKE.
My feelings for her, right now I hate,
I can create a feeling that could ware her soft like BILL GATE.
My days with her was short and black like JUDE ABAGA
With my heart dribbling her feelings like MARADONA.
“I’ll never love again” was the last poem I wrote to LOLADE,
A thousand times I have scored love into her heart like PELE.
Like BRUNO MARS, I love you “Just the way you are”
But, my heart keeps staring at you from a far.
My feelings for her travels long like the rump of KIM KARDASHIAN
Her heart is guarded like a sentry; she’s Asian.
My head goes back and front like WILLOW SMITH,
I can’t say much, tis I’ll gnash my teeth.
I’m the Don of October like SLICKY,
Counting my awards and accolades weekly.
I’m not yet a “Super Star” like ICE PRICE,
But every where I go, I’m treated as a Prince.
I’m the Captain of my mind like CHARLES
My reality is running at pace like OBAFEMI MARTINS.
Yes! I want to rule my mind like JIMMY CARTER,
Rule it with diligence, like DWIGHT EISENHOWER.
I beseech these lines to you, these LEGENDS OF OCTOBER,
It’s an Ode Poem from OSHODIN GODSPOWER.
poem by Godspower Oshodin
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This Poem Has Feelings
This poem has feelings
This a poem of sorrow, hurt and pain
This is a poem of struggle, sufferation and poverty
This poem has feelings
Stabbing beats
kill my joy with a sad song
This poem will speak
This poem will fight
This poem is angry
This poem has feelings
Cruel thoughts run and rule my thinking
Uncognitive, unrational, jut cold and hardhearted
This poem has feelings
poem by Zanele Mavuso
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When October Goes
And when October goes
The snow begins to fly
Above the smokey roofs
I watch the planes go by
The children running home
Beneath a twilight sky
Oh, for the fun of them
When I was one of them
And when October goes
The same old dream appears
And you are in my arms
To share the happy years
I turn my head away
To hide the helpless tears
Oh how I hate to see October go
I should be over it now I know
It doesn't matter much
How old I grow
I hate to see October go
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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This Is
This is a poem,
A poem from me to you,
A poem filled with love,
A poem from my heart and all i say in this is true,
I never tell you lies,
All i say to you is true,
I love the smiles and joy you bring,
In all the things you do,
You love me and you mean it,
You love me with all your heart,
I love you with all the same feelings,
I hope we never part,
I never want to lose you,
Never want to see your back,
I always want to see the front of you,
Please dont turn my white world black.
poem by Anthony Eccles
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Beyond october.
Beyond October
Cuddle next to me into this night of October; let me know when I can follow your skin down to every spot.
Let me kiss you slowly meanwhile you pretend that you won’t misbehave, slowly I’m going to make tonight, the night that you will remember October forever.
Let me bite every spot that make you move, let me put this love in you, so you won’t forget about me.
Love beyond October, man! I just can’t stop thinking about those crazy times that we spend every night, since early august to early October or maybe the last days of September.
poem by Christian K. Montiel
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I Hate Love
I Hate Love
By: October
I hate Love,
The way it tears you apart.
The way they look at you with eyes of pity.
'We'll always be friends.' They say.
'Nothing will change.' Is what I hear.
Or if they're hurtful about it,
And they sneer it,
'I hate you! '
'Don't ever talk to me.'
'I never want to see you again...'
The words that tore at me,
Slashing me to pieces,
Ripping my broken heart to shreds...
I Hate Love!
poem by October Freeman
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I; july guy; her october
I; july guy
Her october
I love the month
I love her.
October is full of life.
Mine july is of heat.
She gives me relief.
Thus I survive october.
For me, she is precious.
More than the month.
No wonder I merry her.
As she was born in october.
poem by Vizard Dhawan
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Sweet Sweet October
As I walk thought the cold nights of the October
I see the kids walking, and running in there costumes
oh Sweet Sweet October will you always haunt me so will I never feel the love of the dark
The dark fills my heart as if my life depends on it
When my Sweet Sweet October goes away my heart fills with a dark dark dream
~ Alexandra S ~
poem by Martina Salazar
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On The Highest Crest
On the Highest Crest
Beautiful October
God has gone main-stream
Ignores the seasons
Wants to be loved by us all
Before the big deluge
Lovely October
God disregard the cycles
My river is dry
While I sunbathe by its shore
And think of buying camels.
Godly October
Vacation’s our new deity
Tomorrow is today
Frost and snow are banished
But Himalaya is an island
Pretty October
We fight for a place to sit
The strongest win
Design a new national flag
And build a golden temple
Scenic October
The Sea is heaven’s mirror
God was a dream
No echo of man lingers
The long stillness has begun
poem by Oskar Hansen
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October Rust
I tremble in agony as I walk on Autumn’s leaves.
I touch the sound of it crumbling on the ground.
October, being its very own, passes by me without being known.
As I stand near the edge, I’m thinking of rolling down these hills.
I listen to the leaves break off branches and watch the dawn rain of seeds.
Orange, brown, red, and gold filling in the silence.
Trees rusting leaves off of its broken down walls.
The wind whispers to me of October’s Rust.
So it must be November, because this poem does not cover all the elements of October.
I’m running out of time as I put this pen on this paper.
And the very graveyard I’m walking on sings me a melody of a great song.
A song so great, it teaches me words of wisdom, for heaven’s sake.
67 crows fly right by me, as I pay attention to them by listening with my eyes and seeing with my ears.
I miss October’s Rust.
But November brings me a time of love without rusting itself onto oranges, browns, reds, and golds.
poem by Pam Eszpnal
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It Was One of Those Fine October Days
It was one of those fine October days
free from summer’s heat and haze
but not yet gripped by autumn chill.
It was one of those fine October days
when the sky’s so clear
you can see the moon
through the atmosphere
at midday.
It was one of those fine October days
when the trees sport yellow and red
instead of everyday summer green.
It was one of those fine October days
when one draws a deep breath
and is grateful
to be resident on Earth.
poem by Richard Greene
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October in New Zealand
O JUNE has her diamonds, her diamonds of sheen,
Meet for a queen’s neck, if Death had e’er a queen!
June has her blue days, jewels of delight,
Set in the ivory of Alp-land white,—
But October, October’s the lady o’ the year!
O January’s garland is redder than the rose,
And the wine-red ruby of January glows
All the way to madness and half the way to sin,
When sleep is in the poppy and fire is in the whin!
But October, October’s the lady o’ the year!
October will ride in a mantle o’ the vair,
With the flower o’ the quince in her dew-wet hair;
October will ride to the gates of the day,
With the bluebells ringing on her maiden way;—
For October, October’s the lady o’ the year!
poem by Jessie Mackay
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Love as a poem
Love as a poem
My friend says it’s a rosary
To think that love is full of mystery
Also it’s like a fantasy
But one thing that is for sure it lives in reality
Love is like a poem
It’s a feelings for you to feel
It’s a full of memories that strikes us evenly
Because love is an unending story of reality
Love is like a poem
That makes our lives colorful
Yet it reveal yet different meaning
Like the love we shared, my little darling
Oh try to imagine
The love -the love as a poem
Through each lines
Different emotions, different gems
Note:
(City of Mati, Philippines 1990)
Love Notes Collection
poem by Jordan Legaspi
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A poem for you...
I write a poem for you today,
to get a place in your heart for ever
A poem that could tell you my love for you
I write my poem with emotion and affection
for you to understand my deep thoughts for you
A poem to love and a poem to understand its soul
A poem to enjoy and a poem to understand its happiness
A poem to think and a poem to understand its way of life
A poem to learn and a poem to understand its content
A poem to sing and a poem to understand its melody
A poem to cry and a poem to understand its sorrow
There are poems I have written but this is specially for you
The poem could tell you how important you are for me
There are words comes out freely from my mind to write poem
but there are no words to find my love for you
Those words can not missed as I miss your love today
Let me have all those words put in to my heart and
say I love to write a love poem for you
Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
Copyright ©2004 Ravi Sathasivam
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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This is a poem....
This isn't a poem of one direction,
This is a poem about perfection.
This isn't a poem about who won the election,
This is a poem about correction.
This isn't a poem of getting it right,
This is a poem of standing up to fight.
This isn't a poem of being lost like a kite,
This is a poem about trying to find the light.
This isn't a poem of running tears,
This is a poem about chasing your fears.
This isn't a poem of love and hate,
This is a poem of destiny and fate.
This isn't a poem of the end,
This is a poem of a heart unable to mend.
This isn't a poem of cruilty and pain,
This is a poem of a thng i need to gain.
This isn't a poem of shame,
This is a poem of fame.
Thsi isn't a poem of the life i let loose,
THIS IS A POEM OF THE TRUTH.
poem by Tammie LilAimo
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21 October 2011
That day that night had fell in my hands
For b'fore me, lays on my pillow an angel
Who was oblivious to my plans
For to her heavens I ever remain faithful.
21 October 2011 was the day I asked heaven.
To bestow upon me a forever glee
That would expel such sorrow in the world
And break these sad chains from me
And who would walk with my hand, a girl.
If a more smoother silk was to bless my hand
Than a seraph would have me say
That this elegant hair is as gold as grains of sand
Which mesmerise my night to day.
21 October 2011 was when she took my heart away.
"Oh my beauty! " - I could not help express
At the tip of my lungs till they burst
To all persons to the world and rest
For my love, your heart is my first.
"Would you kiss me? " - Your incantation
Your magic, you cast o'er me your spell
For my heart was your infiltration
It's a fairy-tale - You're my love story to tell.
21 October 2011 was when into her arms I fell.
Those lips do not just give dulcet a kiss
But sing with a merry tune
The innocence I reminisce
As does the tenderness of the moon.
Her hands as soft as clouds
That fills happiness in the skies
The night must be of her so proud
For the stars sparkle in her eyes.
21 October 2011 is when God made my world in the days of seven.
Oh God! You answered my prayer!
And sent me an angel from heaven
My heart you guided her straight there
All on the night of 21 October 2011.
21 October 2011.
poem by Theo Williams
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It Will Touch Your Heart!
Muse, infuse!
This poem is for you when you read it;
Because, i love you.
This poem is very special and,
It has the ingredients of love than hate;
So, take hate out of you and,
Bring in the light of love! !
This poem is for you because,
I love you;
And, this poem is here to guide you.
It will touch your heart!
Because, it is from my heart;
This poem is the poem of love,
Without hatred that leads to war! !
This poem is all that i have for you because,
I love you.
Smile and, let me see you laughing with the muse of love;
Becuase, i am here to share my love with you.
This poem has the spices of love and the aroma of romance waiting for you!
Because, it is from my heart.
This poem will touch you when you read it;
Because, i specially wrote it for you.
Muse, infuse!
With the joy of your heart;
Because, this is the true love that i share with you;
And, this poem will touch your heart because,
I love you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Is One Blamed?
Silence is golden, guilt remains ashamed
to hold up to the spotlight’s piercing glare
sentiments submersive, - is one blamed
if feelings are confided, shown to share?
One little thought to sense love’s lightening strike,
topple defensive certainties! The door,
once triple locked, is sprung, unsportsmanlike,
yet that which leaves one poor rich makes one more!
Rich one through knowing t’other, outlook clear,
poor when discovered what was lacked before
shows distance from the truth, who ‘self’ held dear.
This understanding makes self ‘self’ abhor.
Thus these short lines should shun flight, favour hope,
To-morrow’s stars spotlight bright horoscope.
(29 October 1992, revised 2 May 2007, final couplet modified 15 October 2008)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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October
The tenth month
October has psychological problem as it doesn´t
belongs anywhere, nor summer or winter? That
is why it gets hot at noon and cold in the evening
having read bad reviews all day long,
October has an inferiority complex doesn´t accept
critics, sees it as a personal attack and then it gets
resentful send bucket full of rains on foe and friends
alike. But October has a soft inner heart, sentimental
too, so speak softly to it and it will be your friend.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Yesterday's Feelings
Close my eyes and move to the back of my mind
Where worries are washed out to sea
See the changes, people's faces blurred out
Like the sun spots or raindrops
Now all those feelings, those yesterdays feelings will all be lost in time
but today I've wasted away for today is on my mind
Left the only worries I had in my hands
Away from the light in my eyes
Holding tight and try not to hide how I feel
'Cause feelings mean nothing now
All those feelings, those yesterdays feelings will all be lost in time
but today I've wasted away for today is on my mind
(yeah today is on my mind)
Now I can't care to worry
I'm feeling so lonely
Breaking apart all this love in my heart
Close my eyes and move to the back of my mind
Where feelings mean nothing now
All those feelings, those yesterdays feelings will all be lost in time (all be lost in time)
But today I've wasted away for today is on my mind
for today is on my mind
yeah today is on my mind
Now I can't care to worry
I'm feeling so lonely
Breaking apart all this love in my heart
song performed by by Used
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Lonely Soul
I'm just a lonely soul with a heart, a heart that cries.I fill as if its been torn in two between to guys that I like and might even love.Oh heart, oh heart, what do I do who do I love, tell me who to love I've love to give but no one to give it to. Oh heart, oh heart what do I do tell me heart who to love or I shall never love at all.I'm just a lonely soul with a heart, a heart that cries.The love I have I want to share, but who do I love? Tell me heart, oh heartwho do I trun to, to love? The feelings in my heart have never let me down befour so the feelings in my heart have always been true.I once thought I've had feelings for a guy I use to know but now, but now I know it was all in my head and not in my heart.Tell me heart, oh heart what do I do, who do I love?
poem by Kaylin Garrett
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