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The Day That Stole My Memory

The day that arrived quietly, gingerly Chose to become memory of my memories Parting like it came-- silently, tenderly. This day was different, unlike any other-- It came with purpose, feelings and passion Claiming to be my friend and a mentor. I trusted it completely to snoop around-- Rummaging my brains it simply walked out Creating a void where my memory was Robbing my spirit like a thief and a con. Why would it steal my memory I asked-- Perhaps it heard that sound of a growl: One that echoes the screams of the past, And decided to help by making me forget That I ever loved you or will ever love again. May 31, 2019

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Date: 1/15/2022 7:59:00 AM
Sometimes being robbed off memory becomes a blessing especially if it is the memory of the loss of some one dear or a thought of being betrayed in love. Some memories we want to retain for ever while some we want to dispense with ! A great poem that tells much Vijay!
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Date: 6/5/2019 10:33:00 AM
Great personification in this piece, Vijay, very well written.
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Vijay Pandit
Date: 6/5/2019 3:10:00 PM
Thank you my friend..much appreciate.
Date: 6/4/2019 6:08:00 PM
wow, it really captures the essence of what happens when you lose a special love. I sure enjoyed this one, Vijay.
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Vijay Pandit
Date: 6/5/2019 3:10:00 PM
Much appreciate Andrea--many thanks.
Date: 6/4/2019 8:38:00 AM
Personifying THAT day that took the hurtful memory--so creative, Vijay! Janice
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Vijay Pandit
Date: 6/5/2019 3:09:00 PM
Thank you Janice..much appreciate.
Date: 6/2/2019 8:01:00 AM
Lost love, you seem to write a lot about that... guess many will relate, weve all lost or let someone go... thats love i guess.. a second hand emotions.. very well written my friend..
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Vijay Pandit
Date: 6/5/2019 3:09:00 PM
Thank you SO--much appreciate.
Date: 6/1/2019 7:30:00 PM
Memories differ in all of us. There s no right or wrong. Some remember pain long gone, others thrive on it like fresh water. It amazes bête how varied brains work. Speaking for me, only now. Each day is like being a newborn. I have a Teflon brain, where terrible memories of hurts have vanished, I don't want to relive anything. I prefer to create new loves or not. Great poem. Hope I made sense. Panagiota
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Vijay Pandit
Date: 6/2/2019 7:49:00 AM
Indeed you are right..much appreciate the detailed comments..many thanks, Panagiota.
Date: 5/31/2019 4:39:00 PM
It's a shame we can't pick and choose what memories we want to keep . Good and bad they stay with us. Well written Vijay. Tom
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Vijay Pandit
Date: 6/1/2019 8:38:00 AM
They accumulate over time..sometimes to please..sometimes to haunt. Much appreciate..many thanks, Tom.
Date: 5/31/2019 3:58:00 PM
Interesting poem, love it...
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Vijay Pandit
Date: 6/1/2019 8:37:00 AM
Much appreciate Harry..many thanks.
Date: 5/31/2019 3:00:00 PM
- When the body remembers what you want to forget, as emotional pain ... a strong feeling - A wonderful poem, Vijay :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Vijay Pandit
Date: 6/1/2019 8:36:00 AM
Yes those feelings can be intense..much appreciate Anne-Lise..many thanks.
Date: 5/31/2019 2:07:00 PM
Many memories are to keep for ever, but some painful ones would do well to disappear for good, Vijay! ....but not at the cost of not tasting a new love! ~ Regards // paul
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Vijay Pandit
Date: 6/1/2019 8:35:00 AM
So well said Paul--I agree. Much appreciate..many thanks.
Date: 5/31/2019 2:03:00 PM
At times we choose to block out certain moments in life. A memory. Maybe one that we once held so close to the heart. This touches me deeply. It is filled with so many emotions. Some memories and moments belong in the past. Tender sigh. ~ Brandy
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Vijay Pandit
Date: 6/1/2019 8:35:00 AM
Always happy to read your comments Brandy..and listen to that tender voice..many thanks.
Date: 5/31/2019 7:58:00 AM
Wow Vijay. This is so powerful, especially the ending. Well written :)
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Vijay Pandit
Date: 6/1/2019 8:32:00 AM
Much appreciate your kind feedback, Heidi..many thanks, as always.

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