October Burns Burgundy
The feeling tearing through hearts
And minds
Quick and fleeting
Like summer winds
Before it's completely gone...
October burns a shade
Of burgundy
Flaming with fuel from
A sorrow-sudden sea
Of gasoline
Softly spoken,
Life's too short to commemorate
The battles we win against
Those we despise.
This message was replied
With screams and cries
From sorrow-sudden spies -
It's not:
There's too little time
To be pushed around
And leave vindication unfound.
October burns burgundy
With love and victory.
poem by Dyhanara Rios
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October Girl
I married an October girl
but met her in December's cold,
I remember well
that winter of our meeting
you could not say that it was swell
that frosty first time greeting.
I saw her a second time
October in the spring
when light shone from her face
and joined with my light within;
she blew a gentle breeze
with freshness in her haste
to meet again the man
who previously in December
she had not seemed
so keen to chase.
She blew into my life in spring
through summer and the fall
and swirled around the boughs
of my many outreaching branches,
until she bared me of all the leaves
I'd grown throughout my life
and pointed to the roots of me
that held me strong in strife.
October is a blustery girl
with many winds of change
sometimes with an angry squall
that bares wintered teeth
with lightening storms of rage,
but I never did meet a girl
with such a warm embrace.
I married that October girl
we married in the spring
and as I wait to see
what summer's breeze may bring
I know that October's girl
will shine her light within
as I soar up so very high
upon October's wind.
poem by David Taylor
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Love Burns
See what you do
You make me act so crazy
I'm overcome, I know
Stealin' my own show
For your love
And who am I now, Clown or Casanova
I'm never sure with you
And what more can I do
For your love burns
Warmer than you know
When love burns,
Never let it go away
And where do we go
Find a road to lead us
I'm searching in your eyes
A world beyond the skies
For your love burns
Brighter than you know
When love burns,
Never let it go away
Love burns
Brighter than you know
Oh, love burns
Never let it go away
Love burns when the spirit is wounded
Cut deep by the sound of rejection
Love burns in the soul of the seeker
Blue shadows in every direction
Love burns when the heart is uncovered
In the rage of the coldly storm
Love burns
Through the night and the morning
Till the frozen heart is warm
Love burns
Love burns
Love burns
Love burns
(Tom HensleyAlan Lindgren)
Album: On They Way To The Sky
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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A Calendar of Sonnets: October
The month of carnival of all the year,
When Nature lets the wild earth go its way,
And spend whole seasons on a single day.
The spring-time holds her white and purple dear;
October, lavish, flaunts them far and near;
The summer charily her reds doth lay
Like jewels on her costliest array;
October, scornful, burns them on a bier.
The winter hoards his pearls of frost in sign
Of kingdom: whiter pearls than winter knew,
Oar empress wore, in Egypt's ancient line,
October, feasting 'neath her dome of blue,
Drinks at a single draught, slow filtered through
Sunshiny air, as in a tingling wine!
poem by Helen Hunt Jackson
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Pork Soda
Now listen up you know ya come home from working that nine to five and
Lay yourself down on burgundy couch, you know, it never really was
Burgundy. it was red, and you painted with the goddamn sprinkler and
Now you have bits and pieces of burgundy stuck to your but every time
You get off of it. you never tell your family, you never tell your
Family because, you know, ol junior, hes got no brains, and what can
You do? what can you do? (and old junior, you know, got a little crazy
With that p.b.j. that one day...? ? )
Chorus
Grab yourself a can of pork soda
Youll be feeling just fine
Aint nothin quite like sittin round the house
Swillin down them cans of swine
Ha ha ha! yes, dads an idiot alright!
Well, alright, Im really starting to worry about you. you had to have
That two-car garage with the large driveway so you could park that
Goddamn boat in it. if it wasnt for the boat (blah blah blah)
Chorus
I like kansas wine...
Well, maybe its something simpler, like your team lost or your
Girlfriend used to be a guy, you know, I dont know. I mean...(blah
Blah blah)
song performed by by Primus
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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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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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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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It Is Now October
It is now October,
And the wait for leaves to fall
Brings on quick breezes.
The colors tease them all!
Summer's done...
To find some in love.
Those who met remember,
The first start of memories.
And changing trees
Enchant romantic calls.
Summer's done...
To find some in love.
The setting Sun is fading.
Slowly sets the mood that comes.
Embers simmer into crackling sparks...
Silhouette smooches etched and dim,
In the darkness descending upon them.
It is now October.
Summer's done...
To find some in love.
And blankets warm snuggling bodies,
From night chills!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Afterglow Of Love
Here in the afterglow of love
I find two hearts tainted
one yours and the other mine.
While we were together,
tempests blew their scorn
now we are apart
calm waters flow again.
The love we had for each other
still burns within our hearts,
but when we are together,
storm clouds drift us apart.
We cannot live with one another
and it’s hard to live apart.
Here in the afterglow of love
the sadness in our hearts
will always remain.
26 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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My Outgoing Ansaphone Message In Verse
This Quick-Witted Poet cannot take the phone,
He is writing another poem, all on his own,
So, please leave your name,
And, a short message too,
And when he has finished,
He will call you.
Please don't be offended,
Do not be displeased,
But please, leave your number for him,
To return your call with ease.
Copyright © Yisroel Yonatan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 10 October 2005
poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
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Sorrow Makes One A Hero Tomorrow
Without sorrow life is zero
We must accept fate's arrow
If our efforts are thorough
Our sorrow, God will borrow
Sorrows nicely shape our mind
Sorrows stop our being blind
Via sorrows, remedies we find
Sorrows are indirectly kind
In the absence of sorrow
Our mind does not grow
We think not like a hero
Our attitude is made narrow
Sorrows must be overcome
For which efforts we welcome
At last strong we become
This is sorrows' outcome
Our will-power, sorrows increase
To our heart, sorrows supply grease
Our talents, only sorrows release
In a gist, sorrows supply peace
Every sorrow at last dies
Not because of our cries
But because our soul tries
Life and success, sorrow ties
Sorrow less person is none
Sorrow is sure, if life has begun
'Sorrow trains brains' is a slogan
Sorrow is a tamable dragon
In sorrow, all must dip
By coming under its grip
All are lashed by sorrow's whip
To every life, sorrow makes a trip
Now sorrow will somehow vanish
But you cannot fully relinquish
Further sorrows, time will furnish
From life, sorrow, none can banish
Life and sorrow are closely associated
By life, sorrow is very much fascinated
By sorrow, peace is initially confiscated
Sorrow grows when life is sophisticated.
poem by Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman
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Fall Drama
Like myriad jewels October comes
Topaz and flaming red
The length and breadth of slopes
And canyons of the White Mountains.
Rays of morning sun glint scarlet-gold,
Leaves glow in dew-damp air,
Give promise of never-ending loveliness.
O opulent October,
You give us one last show before
November winds ravage leaf and limb
And all your red-gold harvest lies
In heaps upon the ground.
O, October, how can we feel gladness
Beguided by your pageantry...
When trees stand bare and mute,
We wil remember your grand performance
Was but the prelude to a death-like sleep.
poem by Florence Weber Mann
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Sorrow Under Mist
Mist -
Giving wispy vapour to the breath,
Cool calm to autumn afternoons,
A hovering air of mysticism
Over brooding lakes -
Was different here,
Affording company, closeness -
A caring arm around her shoulders.
In the eyes, a once-clear oceanic blue
Wavered under water -
Tears telling torrid truths
She couldn't face -
Like the glowering image in the mirror
You don't see in your mind's eye
Of compensation; delusion.
We see her sitting on the concrete steps
That led down to the dew-laden garden.
She's peering up, sensing her diffuse companion,
Refreshing in its chill; giving crispness
To the stealth of dulling evening.
But the bite of air couldn't lift the sorrow
Of pale youth in love,
Shouldered by a not-in-love and scoffing eye.
Rejection hurt;
Hurts -
Wrenches deep -
Emotion that we can't deny!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
Sorrow Rain
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sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow
sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow
sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow
sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow
sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow sorrow
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Sex, no depreciation
Face has flash and shade.
To construct is to destruct.
Energy gains while fuel dies.
Exception is the sexual love.
The back is as good as the front.
.Shade shines in flash.
To destruct is to construct.
Desire burns while fuel grows.
09.05.2001
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Radio Friendly Unit Shifter
Use just once and destroy
Invasion of our piracy
Afterbirth of a nation
Starve without your skeleton key
I love you for what I am not
I do not want what I have got
A blanket acne'ed with ciggarette burns
Speak at once while taking turns
Second-rate third defree burns
What is wrong with me
What is what I need
What do I think I think
This had nothing to do with what you think
If you ever think at all
Bi-polar opposites attract
All of a sudden my water broke
hate
song performed by by Nirvana from In Utero
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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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Glory For Sorrow
sorrow thy seat is on heap of shattered hopes
still you accompany the deserted souls
sorrow you are the truth on passage of time
still you accompany defeated minds
sorrow you have nothing to hold for morrows
still you reveals the hollowness of life
sorrow you holds the secrets of dark
still you awaken the spirit in the dying man
sorrow you when words fail their expression
still you prevail the onslaught of cultures
sorrow you flood the life with tears
still you provide ways to try for happiness
sorrow you make even dull heads philosophers
still you remain elusive to searh or research
poem by Venkatesh Ram
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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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Action
I gotta regret right now
I'm feeling this
The air is so cold and null
I'm feeling this
Let me go in her room
I'm feeling this
I love all the things you do
I'm feeling this
Show me the way to bed
I'm feeling this
Show me the way you move
I'm feeling this
Now she just shows her blur
I'm feeling this
I love all the things you do
I'm feeling this
Fate fell short this time
Your smile fades in the summer
Place your hand in mine
I'll leave when i wanna
Were do we go from here
Turn all the light's down now
Smiling from ear to ear
I'm feeling this
My breathing is got to loud
I'm feeling this
Show me the bedroom floor
I'm feeling this
Show me the bathroom mirror
I'm feeling this
Were taking this way too slow
I'm feeling this
Take me away from here
I'm feeling this
Fate fell short this time
Your smile fades in the summer
Place your hand in mine
I'll leave when i wanna
Fate fell short this time
Your smile fades in the summer
Place your hand in mine
I'll leave when i wanna
This place is never the same again
After you came and went
How can you say you meant anything
Different to anyone standing alone on the street
With a cigarette on the first night we met
Look to the past and remember a smile
And mabye tonight i can breathe for a while
I'm not in the seat i think i'm falling a sleep
But then all that it means is i'll always be dreaming of you
Fate fell short this time
Your smile fades in the summer
Place your hand in mine
I'll leave when i wanna
song performed by by Blink 182
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Dust bone
Love burns down to grief, burns
the edge of my heart.
In sorrow i break into sparks of
sand and become fire end, to dust of bones.
In the night i see the real canceled of love
bright lie.
Eyes gaze shut, glow smile fade
dream walks and talks and feet mark time
to the heartache beat.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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