Memories

An illusion  from stories
Referred to as histories
With different mysteries
And diverse controversies

Our teachers would tell us
You will miss some on the way
Some which will naturally pass away
And others that will go astray

We however believed in forever
But then like a dream
We saw our biggest joke
Gradually turning into reality

Now for the past we have memories
For histories and history books to contain
When we the containers of the memories
Are no more.

                        ?BY AGBAINGYA LUSETER
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Agustin Avatar
November 20, 2021 at 3:03 AM
Thanks for sharing this... Welcome to PS. Meanwhile, I welcome you with the love of God. According to the Bible's John 3:16,"For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." God bless you.
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace