Memories Poems
After The Retreat
by May Sinclair
IF I could only see again
The house we passed on the long Flemish road
That day
When the Army went from Antwerp, through Bruges, to the sea;
The house with the slender door,
And the one thin row of shutters, grey as dust on the white wall.
It stood low and alone in the flat Flemish land,
And behind it the high slender trees were small under the sky.
It looked
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Release Me, Beloved
by AmirFarshad Shirzaei
Oh immune to lethe, my dear beloved,
Why must you persist to appear?
Your spectral visage I've beheld,
In waking hours and slumber's sphere.
In yesternight's nocturnal trance,
Your countenance again drew nigh,
As if in spectral apparance,
You linger still, though you did die.
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An Elephant never forgets
by Author Reinvented
"An Elephant never forgets", they say.
An Elephant never forgets.
From the moment they're born
Sixty to seventy years more,
And yet an Elephant never forgets.
I think about how an Elephant never forgets,
No, an Elephant never forgets.
Their mother's embrace,
Their favored drinking place,
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If only I had known
by Raina Hutchins
If only I had known I’d never hear your voice again
Or hear you whisper sweetly in my ear
I’d memorise each word of love you ever said to me
So when I'm all alone, your voice I’ll hear
If only I had known it was the last time I would see
The man I love with all my heart and soul
I would have held on tighter and kept you close to me
And never would have ever let you go
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तुम्हारी आंखें
by Hemant Banswal
तुम्हारी आँखों मे जो नशा है,
वो इस शराब में नहीं,
तुम्हारे चेहरे पर जो नूर है,
वो आफताब में नहीं,
तुम्हारी नज़रों मे तो तुम्हारा,
साथ दिखता था,
वो जो साथ था,
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Release Me, Beloved
by AmirFarshad Shirzaei
Oh immune to lethe, my dear beloved,
Why must you persist to appear?
Your spectral visage I've beheld,
In waking hours and slumber's sphere.
In yesternight's nocturnal trance,
Your countenance again drew nigh,
As if in spectral apparance,
You linger still, though you did die.
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A Gift of Scars
by Aishat Yahkub
I wish you could see
All the scars you gifted me
When memories of you haunt my dreams,
ominous suffocating shadows
I trace them with the jagged cliffs of my
ripped fingers
Another tribute to you
These constellation of scars,
make a winding map
To the nick you etched on my soul
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When We Were Kids
by Khayelihle Bongiswa Gamedze
We built some houses with some sticks,
And others built them with some straws.
We ran to houses built with bricks,
Running from a giant paw.
We ran down streets with police cars,
And flew up high with magic coats.
We raced with cars in streets of tar,
And in the sea with Pirate boats.
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Aftermath
by baby panda
often i wonder
how far are we willing to go for love?
for the promise that someone--
no matter who it is,
will throw their gaze out in a room full of people
and land on you and you only
every time, always and forever?
it is surprising that the memories of us
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Paradox
by baby panda
Q: what went wrong?
A: i still don't know. we were different in all the ways that mattered.
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memories are all i have now
but i can't hang on to memories alone
and stand in the winter of our relationship
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Mary Jacqueline Simon Moo (2 poems about Memories)
Jacqueline S. Moore] (1926-2002 / Hannibal, Missouri, -
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