Memories. Poems - Poems about Memories.

one look full of longing later in the glow of electric lips a brush with the unknown... those were the French films of your youth your concomitant struggles for love rambling through the summer heat gliding in the seaside breeze down in the deep dead blue to yearn, to be strangely stranded among the widowed twin tides in your sleepy demeanour still craving your only...

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I stopped for a moment to cherish the piercing and vivid It was a split-second; behind cloud-like eyelids There's a softness, being caught in their scope Causing sorrows to quickly turn, into genuine hope In my heart secretly chambered, hides your love tender and lush Awakened to dreams that have long been asleep, Whispering our sweet secrets with a gentle hush, As...

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A memory of your tender, radiant grin, Your warm embrace, your gentle, sweet kiss, My heart glows with delight and joy within— In your presence, I simply can’t resist. When my grandchild grows bored of every toy, I propose a classic game: hide and seek. Her laughter when she...

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Isn't it ironic? You sat on my right side when we first met And you exited my life making a left turn down my street It was my right hand that comforted you in the beginning And it was my left hand that tore off something that was supposed to be permanent in the end How the directions changed...

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Wandering in the corridors of my heart Somewhere in a mystical part I came across a curious door But It felt like the life's core It was decorated with joyful lights Which had brighten my dark sight On opening the door, the new world emerge I entered it as my heart urge After entering I...

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In a room with heavy curtains, where shadows dance on walls like forgotten memories, It's not just about touches, nor bodies pressed together or rumpled sheets, It's about how you undressed me of layers of silence and fears with your hands like a gentle wind, In the bed that seemed a secret island, you taught me to be...

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Please play a song for me Jan, in flashback A song that brings lovely memories back I well remember days from long ago How we adored our musical maestro. We'd stand round the piano as you played Mesmerised by the sounds your fingers made And here you are many decades gone by Tickling the ivories, and still we sigh....

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Memories are something you never lose, They are with us every day, Memories lost only if this is what you really choose memory of her is in my heart each and every day. ...

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Cherished moments of you so dear ...

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In the thin air of my thoughts, where obstacles become mountains of time and memories, Every hurdle jumped seems to break my bones, like branches under the weight of the wind, Every daily fallen tear turns into silent sighs in the nights of solitude, Every sin committed haunts my soul like shadows dancing in the moonlight, And every last...

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Foggy Window Today I heard you breathing, I closed my eyes, and I could see you there so clearly. Fogging up the window until I rolled it down. You were there, ears flapping in the wind, your smile and that nose, that nose, breathing in all the smells. You were there so happy....

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Missing my Parents Both are gone Jesus is with me I am never alone. Rest my dear Parents You've done your best Remembrance in memories Centuries, Decades, through Destiny All the rest. ...

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We belong to other people, In their photographs, In their memories, And in their hearts, Because sometimes that is all we have. The idea of wanting To belong to someone, To someone who tells us that they Need us just as much as we need Them—that is what the Meaning of life should be. To feel loved and to give it Back and nothing else, because Everything else...

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from her back garden at far distance she can see, across the meadows, sun setting into the sea, her memories race to times to what it had been, they walk along the bay, hands clutching love between, golden evening skies with breeze that would come to please, alone in her late years, they now come, come to tease. ...

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Old radio plays slow jams in memory of best moments but fleeting, The vigour and splendour of youth unfolding cautiously as stars mount the skies. Dancing to the collapsed hope of a lover knows hurtful heart from staggering footsteps, Memories splashed on walls, laughter and silence hanging over my head like broken halo. thoughts heavy to let go, the...

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