Memory Poems | Examples of Memory Poetry

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A month of memories, Are somewhat washed away, Blurred to my naked eye. Some I can remember, Some I chose to forget, Now just haze in my heart....

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Each scar has a name, etched into my skin— White lines barely visible on my pale arms. There’s one for every heartbreak I ever got, One for each battle I silently fought, One for all the wrongdoings I had, For every time my thoughts turned bad. Each scar holds a memory, a ghost from the past, Every cut done silently, hidden away...

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With the romantic spectrum of sunburst sky’s fire I profile the radiant rendering of my blazing desire, where our harmonious hearts are entwined, sutured by the enticing threads of sublime fondness. I couldn't release then your alluring hands, for I felt my ebullient exhilaration fervently flicker, flashing on your face like the luster of twilight, I got...

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Her big beautiful eyes were piercing me up and close Her playful smile playing all over, vainly trying to prepare me But, as always, in a trance I lay, heart pounding, mind blanked out. Completely unaware of everything, except her unabashedly gorgeous presence. Moments passed, without a word, without an act Didn't know it was that typical lull before the...

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Don’t know why we came so close, Why time chose us—no one knows. We gave a year, we shared the days, In little moments, in quiet ways. Today I held your photo near, And every memory felt so clear. I don’t wish to go back in time, But hating you would feel like a crime. Whatever we had, it wasn't all wrong, Some parts...

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I carry a house upon my back, A fragile frame of dreams and stone. Its windows cracked, its timbers black, But still I walk, and still alone. Each wall is built from words unsaid, From nights I stitched with fraying thread. Its roof is shingled with the dread Of all the tears I never shed. I pass through valleys, rivers wide, This house sways...

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I carry you with me Everywhere that I go. In my eyes, In my smile, In the way I walk, How I talk, Even how I act and dress. I am something of you merged, Bits of what you were, Pieces of what you are, Snippets of what ..you could have been, And as I continue, I will become something of you never seen. I carry...

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Looking back on my younger days and in that summer haze you were the pearl my girl in my oyster the whole wide world so many memories of you me and how we used to be but of photographs far too few altho' we did have a laugh a two now all growing dim and grey with the fading shades of day etched in my...

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(Sister Golden Hair by America - Added Lyrics) Well, it's so long since I saw you, Sister Golden Hair surprise. Though I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, you can't see it in my eyes. Now I want better correspondence, I am not so hard to find. And I promise you I'll make it worth your while. Will I meet you there in...

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I miss that heat! That warmth! When I did dissolve. When like a liquid once....

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Saw you just a week ago Couldn’t bring myself to say hello Still, you’re on my mind I can’t forget the way you looked Hair light brown and eyes of blue Never even spoke with you You still linger on my mind I may not be in love with you But someday I sure hope...

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The river moves but never dies, It carries all it cannot keep. Beneath its glass, the silence lies, A cradle where the old dreams sleep. I watch it wind through stone and silt, A silver ribbon pulled by time. It bears the weight of love and guilt, And every joy we failed to climb. I see my face in trembling glass, A thousand selves...

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I’m not only grateful today but I’ve been forever pleased That my dreams have been the source of so many of my memories ...

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When what’s happening in our country and the world gets me down When I don’t know where the sad news will come from next…or when… I look to my family and nature to help lift me up again. Last night as I sat in a rocking chair on the porch of our cabin in the trees and again this...

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