Memories

Walking through the monsoon
feeling alone
smelling the smoke
that made me a joke

running under the rain
that is freezing my brain
my hands empty
filling my jacket
are missing the ones
that were in my pockets

i loved u and i sacrificed my soul
but u killed me
and u buried me after all

i still love u
i dunno why
but this smell of love is always passing by
it s catching fire in me
and is making me want to kill the enemy
i walked slowly
remembering the memories
when we were sitting here
on the ground
and hearing the laughter
and the sounds

mumbling softly
"I love you",
holding your arms
that seemed so calm
shivering in mine
were touching my feelings
and made me tear a cry.

it meant that everything will be erased
and i will be chased
i tried to fight it
i tried to kill..
but this face stamped in my head
made me chill...
but the envy in my brain
is not gone and never will...

i held my breath
and felt that am dying
i tried 2 hide it
and i am still trying
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Agustin Avatar
May 2, 2025 at 5:52 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "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." Be blessed.
A  Avatar
January 23, 2016 at 11:40 PM
JUNE, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Always with LUV **SKAT**
Zahed Avatar
June 7, 2009 at 5:25 AM
Never knew you had a poet in you :) Welcome to the soup June...Sara...
Brown Avatar
June 1, 2009 at 8:21 AM
Welcome to PoetrySoup June. I look forward to reading more of your poetry. Love, Carol
Fraser Avatar
May 30, 2009 at 8:36 AM
Great piece June, looking forward to reading your other writes, and welcome to the soup>James
Rouhana Avatar
May 28, 2009 at 5:11 AM
I NEVER thought that THIS poem is THAT good.. I'm proud of myself and I'm too thankful for the people who encouraged me.. Well thanks.. Luke and L'nass
Shango Avatar
May 27, 2009 at 6:46 AM
We begin with lost love always ... for our lost seems to stir our consciousness that we are more than vulnerable ... indeed fragile mortals ... the lost of love is the most scary of all threats to our existential endurance ... You have handled this subject with mastery ... continue to build on this skill ... the bloom of your talent is laden with coming fragrance. Love.
Steadman Avatar
May 27, 2009 at 5:48 AM
this is a great write its simple but complex at the same time...really well done!...Luke
Rouhana Avatar
May 27, 2009 at 4:38 AM
hehe <3 well thanks a lot, actually u encouraged me.. I really don't think i have the right words to tell you.. But thanks..(F)
Chamma Avatar
May 27, 2009 at 4:19 AM
Great imagery here...You make one visualize the setting...A good write...it expresses strong feeling...Keep it up and if you need anything ...Williamette to the rescue!
Rouhana Avatar
May 27, 2009 at 3:05 AM
Thanks for the comment. I really appreciate it.. and thanks.. yeah i am new to the club and to poetry xD take care.
Al-Riyami Avatar
May 27, 2009 at 1:32 AM
were touching my feelings-- I Honestly Love This Line.Its unique to be Writing WE but i <3 Uniuqness ,So O-sam.Welcome 2 The Club btw!
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