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Memory Introspection Poems

These Memory Introspection poems are examples of Introspection poems about Memory. These are the best examples of Introspection Memory poems written by international poets.


Premium Member As Time Goes By
Home Again reprise:


We and Time started
out together but somewhere
Time left us behind


The home of childhood -
a house now owned by others -
resides in the past


When...

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Categories: introspection, change, destiny, growth, identity,



The Tenth Twilight
Twas' a mellowing twilight on the end of the day
Where the whispers of dusk benignly sway
when the weary traveler of orange bid adieu
varnishing the sky...

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Categories: introspection, nature, perspective, weather,

Premium Member We Go On
How sweet the sorrow
How deep the void 
We go on with one less tale of footprints in the sand beside us. 
With wishful eye is...

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Categories: death, introspection, life, loss,

Oh Love If You Remember Me
Oh, love, if you remember me, 'tis true,
A faded echo whispered soft and blue.
Like distant music, on the wind, it floats,
A melody of moments, shared...

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Categories: image, inspirational, introspection, love,

We all have ladders to climb
Changed my mind
and most probably
my spelling and words
quite a lot recently,

thinking we all live
in a simulation and
are bodies are
avatars or emojis,

was watching
high end particle
of love...

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Categories: introspection, creation, endurance, extended metaphor,



In search for happiness
Isn't this all I wanted? 
But why do I still feel haunted?
Flashbacks echoing in my mind,
Stop it now, just leave those memories behind.
This residential terrible...

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Categories: introspection, depression, emotions, fate, grave,

What's The Point?
Craggy digits deftly scribble 
Scrambled thoughts
Like snowfall on an unwilling canvas
Each a unique crystalline flake
A random one, a memory, a pain.
Some things to remiss,
Yet forcefully...

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© Marugu Mo  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: introspection,

Premium Member Balance
Balance is difficult for me -- 
generally leaning one way 
or the other

if not oscillate
more apt to choose that
additional cold beer, 

wanting to capture sunset

squeeze...

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© Joe Dimino  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: freedom, introspection, spiritual, truth,

Premium Member A Once Loving Sun
I find myself drinking from a bitter cup which I’d much rather set aside,,, for is full with tale of long past memories and time...

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Categories: introspection, memory,

Premium Member A Time to Reflect
Quite far we have traversed, in pursuit of goals we chose,
Through troubles and trepidations of seasons in throes;
Sometimes reveling sunshine, sometime in glum of shadows,
Always...

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Categories: introspection, life, memory,

Premium Member A Key to Understanding the Selves We Left Behind
To soothe the cornered inferno
Consuming a sanctuary abandoned
Spider's silk like snow kissed ground
Walls caressed by a nurturing moss,
A mausoleum of birth
The detached ruins we carry
A...

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Categories: change, education, introspection, memory,

Premium Member Our Stolen Days
Our Stolen Days

The given days we take,
Childlike, heedless of consequence.
We swallow them as our due,
Our entitled share of happiness
Or, at least, consideration of the stake
Each...

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Categories: angst, feelings, humanity, introspection,

If I Had To Kiss You In The Garden
Sun-dappled leaves, a secret space,
Laughter and whispers, a stolen embrace.
A blush on your cheeks, a question in your eyes,
A moment suspended, beneath endless skies.

But courage...

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Categories: introspection, image, imagery, imagination, inspiration,

Moodswinging
Having all the butterflies all while I am moodswinging
As I feel tingles in my tummy while I am swinging,
While I remember memories, causing my mood...

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Categories: depression, emotions, feelings, introspection,

Premium Member Hand Me Down
Must morning return so soon?
her hand-me-down haste,
& moth-eaten bloom,
grieves for the rain,
of last night's pour,
but, I still taste,
the petrichor,
dancing,
on my tongue.
...

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Categories: introspection, memory, metaphor, morning,


Book: Shattered Sighs