AUTUM days are here again.
Time for tress to go bare .
They will change from green,to red,
to orange to yellows,until they have all
fallen to the ground.
There they will be raked up in
to piles,thrown across the yard
thrown up in the air ,by a child.
Ran over by the mower or ran over by a dog
just trying to hide a bone.
But autum is another time ,when the cooler
weather comes in and kitchens begin to smell
good once again,.
Time to break out sweaters or just another blanket.
And even time will change once again.
YESautum is here ,so tell me what
does it mean to you ?

Shall I compare thee to a midsummer’s day?
No I shall not
For thou is nothing like it
Thou’st temperance is nothing short of fair
A summer’s day is hot and vicious
But thou’st soul is of utmost gentility
A sweet cool temperance is thous heart
Thou is more like an autumn afternoon
With eyes the color of the clear blue sky
And temper of the soft cooling breeze
Thous beauty’s only competitor is the changing leaves
Unique and changing
Vibrant reds, greens and yellows that each tree holds
The warmth of the sun is thous love
A love that only I receive
That warms my own soul to the heat of the burning hearth
Where we lay in passion and love
For if I were to compare thou to a midsummers day
It would be an insult
Thou is more beautiful
Far more fair
Thou is like an autumn afternoon
With eyes like the sky in the clear afternoon

It is Hell for you.
I'm told to stay.
You have lips near my neck.
A season so known for rest.
Feeling free without appetite.
A human man without a brother.
Without a womb to cradle.
I'm unloved by your father.
I'm alive.
It is a slow descent.
Rest easy knowing your noose is pulling me down.

Clouds, a breeze of change
Breaking of the old age
Tranquility comes in tides and waves
Changing leaves on crisp cold days
Golds,reds,browns
Melting down to the frosty ground

Mist shourded mornings
With bleary commuters yawning
As the fresh days dawning
At lofty heights the early birds soaring
The misty valley like a coast
A great while ghost

Winds march over boulevards
As winding as his wanderings
Leafs leave branches barren
To make the grey skies seen
Clouds cry bitter raindrops
Soaking sour solitude
The puddles promise solace
To drown in to his waist
Torso left to nature’s whims
And storms to wear him out
Car alarms laugh in his face
Howling mockeries his way
Loudly, thunders call him
To give in to the fogs and mist
Life was never as redundant
As in autumn’s heady lists

two consecutive mornings did my eyes get to witness the skies as the moon and sun switched spots, and the light began to rise

i haven't consumed one drip or drop or ounce of sleep
but somehow, i feel more aware than i do, ordinarily
i'm sure there is a misplaced trust from myself to me
but i have to take every opportunity and every second to live
and to feel

i have been sitting outside since three in the morning, and every second has been beautiful
i can't think of a better place in this world for me
than out in the open air and oxygen
or living way up high, inside a tree

i have suffocated indoors for way too long
my lungs can't handle this stale air

the leaves, this time of year, remind me of fire
which reminds me of oxygen
and that reminds me of trees

funny how everything links back together, that way

That perfect moment when your between steps
When you dare to look at the sky
And watch the marshmallows floating by

That perfect moment when time stands still
As you watch the birds on the window sill

That perfect moment when you meet for the first time
And you can't catch a gulp of air
As you wonder how someone so perfect is there

That perfect moment when you walk under the autum tree
The falling leaves a perfect sight
Like colorful birds taking flight

That perfect moment when that first snowflake falls
Gently coating your chilly head
And you forget the winter dread

That perfect moment when you watch the children play
And you remember when you were young
And all the crazy things you did for fun

That perfect moment when you roll down a hill
As your head hits the soft plush grass
You realize how small the world may be
And your a tiny speck of happy impossible to see

Then all these fleeting moments are gone
Forgotten verses in life's unending song

days are getting longer
colors, warm and bright
as flowers bloom,
I wonder
Is it spring outside

sweat and tastes of icecream
sunlight in my back
burning nights and feverish dreams
it's summer in my flat

rain and whirling, falling leafes
tea and halloween
wandering birds and deepest grieve
it's autum so it seems

damping breath and snow
scarfs and woolen coats
powdered, white wonderworld
and winter's shadows grow

when the autumn falls and all the trees are bare
gone now have the leaves that were hanging there
grass starts turning brown gone now as its green
frost is all around to create an autum scene

robins on the fence as they bob along
chirpy and so cheerful with there winter song
happy and content on an autum day
making autumn cheerful as they sing away.

autum comes
I am a lone leaf on a tree
holding for dear life
last one to
fall

winter comes
and I am huddled
on the ground with my
fallen brothers and sisters

I return to the earth
and absorbed back into the great source
the giver of life
the tree

spring comes
I am reborn again
budding, growing
and no longer alone on the tree
I had forgotten that I was never alone
I was holding on when I should of let go
to join the great connection
of life

A heart cold as ice,
Melts when treated nice.
A few drops of ******,
Put on your lip balm,
Risk and roll the dice!
Let’s not care about your vice!
A few **** of nicotine,
Needles filled with morphine,
Drink your codeine,
Destroy your veins with ******.
Maybe twice,
Maybe thrice.
Forget all your worries,
Burn your autum leaves,
Forget how to live,
Like breath’s stolen by thieves.

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Peace.
White lilac atmosphere
Laced with Autum’s farewell
A fragrant kiss whispered into his lover’s ear
Moistening the staid air
With a sweetness
Of chlorophyll.

A green so rare
A jade for writhing.
Lilacs bloom, daffodils, roses
She fearfully forebodes the night
And waits for him.

Too cruel for snow
An icy caress of stoney lips
An arrogant tease of affection
Crimson petals
Frosted in the blackness
Only to be comforted by mother’s loving arms
When morning blooms.

Hello poetry
It's been long since my last golden autum leaves falling down on earth
I lost the feelings maybe
I laugh with the world too much
Because my days were dark with glimmer of lights

I come here again today and found my old self young age
Life was not nice
But now I can be proud
She is still here by faith
Dreams are her wings

She is a diamond now
Strong, rare and brilliantly sparkling
She is wiser
I am glad to be her

Think I might just let go this time.
Say good bye.
And fall away like the autum leaf.

To let my soul rest at last.
Have peace.
To stop the fighting the worrying the pain.

Lettin go is easy.
The goodbyes won't be big.
Don't have anyone left to say good bye to.

It's a bitter sweet end tbh.
With out pain there would never be.
Peace.

My eyes see planted fields ripe to harvest. Fall rows of corn an cotton glisten on a frosty southern morning. As I walk, I hear echos of past and sweet memories. Familiar shadows are cast by timeless beauty that does not change, held in the colored trees of Autumn. I hear the sounds of memories that are echoed in creeks and streams where as a young boy I found joy playing childish games. The spirits of the waters are too wild to tame. As I walk the old paths of childhood, I see these things in memories that bring Autumn's song back to me

The soap feels like rock in the shower
The water runs cold down my fingers
Like a blanket of snow over grass
It's taking too long, but I'm not really caring
I'm off with the stars and their friends
It's just the end of another hopeless cause
But I held it so close, I need you right here
It's just not the same, without your body next to mine

The trees sing their sweet sorrow
The birds calling out to the night
The stars all blink out to darkness
As with each step you get, further and further away
I'm off with the stars and their friends
It's just the end of another hopeless cause
But i held it so close, I need you right here
It's just not the same, without your body next to mine

Stepping out of the shower and into the light
The day isn't quite yet over
Theres time still for this not to be
Another hopeless cause
I'm off with the stars and their friends
It's jsut the end of another hopeless cause
But i held it so close, I need you right here
It's just not the same, without your body next to mine

Your eyes how they glisten and glimmer
Like the shine of a new autum leaf
They stare like icey blood daggers
Knocked out just by one look
And I'm off with the stars and their friends
It's just the end of another hopeless cayse
But I held it so close, I need you right here
It's just not the same, without your body next to mine

Climbing down the mountain of, my house stairs
Sprinting to the room where you, lying on my bed. I
Jump to the warm, stay there till dawn. I
know, you will be here, when I return
Oh I'm off with the stars and their friends
It's just the end of another hopeless cause
But I held it so close, I need you right here
It's just not the same without your body next to mine

The trees sing their sweet sorrow
The birds calling out to the night
The stars all blink out to darkness
As with each step you get, further and further away
I'm off with the stars and their friends
It's just the end of another hopeless cause
But i held it so close, I need you right here
It's just not the same, without your body next to mine
And you're going, going, going, gone.

Today, I am finally free
of what used to be
dead vine around my ankles.
I remember
how I would walk
into the vision ahead,
hazy and blurry, like
the cold autum breeze
after the sun has set, like
the few damp leaves
melting as I step on them, softening
the edges of a dream, this dream
that is the present moment.
Today, I watch the eastern
horizon fade as the sun sets,
calmly, at my back. And I breath,
without hesitation, the air of peace,
the air of openness, the
air of someday-real-love. Today, I
smell the fireplaces
as the dog plants two
kisses on my cheek. And I look
up at the dark blue sky and, today;
Today, it's alright.

A year has past,
And I am no longer the same.
But neither are you.

You were the girl,
Who turned from autum to summer.
With golden radiance,
I found myself looking to you,
As a beacon of hope,
In my dark sea of sadness.
You showed me the magic
Of paper and pen
And I was instantly enticed.

With every word you wrote
Every comment you spoke
I felt hope,
That I could learn
To voice my concerns
And finally earn
The right to speak, in turn

Now I don't see you write,
I don't hear your words
That resonated within me.
But it's okay,
Because you're doing something greater
Than just helping me.
You're creating beauty,
For the world to see.

And I am just as guilty.
In my metamorphosis,
I became complacent.
But a little medal around my neck,
Reminded me of the gift you gave me.
So those words on paper transformed
Into the sounds of my own thoughts.

You helped me find a voice on paper
But now it's become words

Our love was beautiful,

innocent and sweet. 

Like flower buds on a tree, seeing the sun for the first time.   

It grew into fresh fruit, refreshing everyone who encountered it.

Then autum came and our fruit dropped to the ground, taking the leaves with it. 

Although it was a sign of death, I still found it beautiful.

We were breath taking.

Our love flowed like rivers and streams hidden deep in the forest. 

Then the cold came, and she came. 

We lost our spark. You spent more time with her, and allowed her to burrow her way into our tree.

Slowly, she took our nutrition and ripped the roots out from under us.  

She froze the remains of us and eventually we died.

Then you grew a new tree with her, using our dead fruit and leaves as nutrients.

Now a new frost has spread and this new winter has killed your tree with her.

This cycle will remain until you have learned how to shelter your tree from the cold. 

But the saddest part is that our tree was not grown from the cold that killed the leaves in which your trees now grow.

Our love was sprouted from the sun, it was fresh and new, and innocent.

The spring reminds me of our newly found love for each other after every hurt, every hurdle and every challenge we overcome.
The summer reminds me of the warm fuzzy feeling everytime your lips touch mine and when you wear that collar i love.
Autum brings me comfort that i will always have you by my side to love and to hold eventhough the odds are highly against our cause.
Winter reminds me of the freezing cold nights when i sit alone in my bed thinking of you, wishing you could be in my arms.

Right now its raining, and i miss you.

It matters not your intent nor will for a molehill is a mountain in the hiding.
To rise suddenly by a millimeter or two.
Surprises.

All is written some profess.

The pages rustle freely in the Autum breezes to rest and suggest with majesty.

But the story is amorphous.
Till final chapter and fullstop.

Golden autumn,
Harmonious autum,
Delicious autumn,
Beautiful autumn,
Graceful autumn.
Colourful autumn leaves fall,
Red, green,brown and gold,
In showers ,
Over little flowers,
A carpet hue,
Moistened by  misty dew.
Unmistakable autumn sounds,
Do their rounds,
Crisp leaves along the street,
Rustle beneath the feet.
A gaggle of migrating geese,
Flock the lustrous sky in bliss.

Lost in a pool of darkness, A place unknown to me when it comes to you,I struggle to breath I struggle to voice my sadness or my greive, I watch in dispair as we drift apart like two leaves,having grown together on the same branch,now fall from the red autum oak and drift away, propelled by the cold wind of fate. As I look into your eyes I see hatred from where it blooms I cannot explain, we were the best of friends I was your clyde you were my bon bon we swore nothing would come between us,why is this hapning, why do you hate, me but tell me you love me I am confused I cannot bare the tension anymore its tearing me up inside I feel like my heart is being torn apart, I need to know where we went wrong tell me now I need to fix this ,for soon there will be nothing left to fix .

I will yearn for you like the sun yearns for the moon everyday,
I will need you like the ocean needs the moon when the tide is low,
And if in this moment you all of you were to be lost like a light in the shadow,  I will have your memory...
It will not grow old bitter or cold,
It will not disinagrate or crumble,
If in fact you do leave me the memory of you will be plenty,
I will not replace you with another memory or even have you sold,
Your touch, the way you laugh the way you sang,
I will have you even if just a memory until the day I die,
It will glicen like the fall autum leaves in October and never will it change with the winter breez.

Thanks to you I feel like I'm living a longer spring than what I thought was posible and now I've grown used to sighs that taste like roses and lavander, rainbows in every pond, and ambrosy-like kisses.
I feel summer coming, but it's warmth doesn't trick me. The melting sun feels like the ****** to the symphony I didn't know how to write until we started making music.
And right behind summer comes autum as the last breath of life. Landscapes worthy of the best museums, all nothing more than a facade to hide the smell of death.
The circle closes with winter and everything that once bloomed in spring is nothing more than a memory covered in frost, in cold, in silence, in empy words, and painful goodbyes.
But right now, we are in spring and I foolishly hope that this relationship is located somewhere in the equator line where we can stay forever in spring.

when the autum comes the leaves they turn to brown

as they start to wither they start falling down.

grass that was so green starts to loose its shade

as tempratures start changing its green begins to fade.



trees are standing empty of foliage that was there

all we see are branches and a tree so bare

wating for the spring to grow again once more

and be green again like they were before.



a season of the year  that i just love to see

a lovely part of nature  that brings such joy to me

Summer's duration has come to an end
No longer do I swim upon the shore
The days shorten and the winds start to bend
This crisp air is what I've been yearning for
A month into my time at this new school
And it feels as though this is my true home
I finally live by my self made rule
And I no longer find myself alone
Autum has come and I'm finally free
To be whoever I should wish to be