Memory Poems | Examples of Memory Poetry

SEPIA SEA ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ in sepia waves, echoes of laughter linger time’s tide pulls me back faded photographs, memories in sepia sea love captured in light ...

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ROSE-COLORED GLASSES “When you think about a show that you used to watch as a kid or as a teenager, you look at it through sort of rose-colored glasses…”Jordana Brewster ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In memory’s soft glow, the TV screen flickers alive, time stretches like taffy, the theme song lingers, a melody transporting me through the portal of childhood. The laughter of a...

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Beneath my tree I sit illuminated by the light of the moon, In the middle of a yard where voices traveled throughout the day. Distant memories linger across the grass, From sports we played and good times we had. The summer air still rings with familiarity, Yet it seems different somehow. Each breeze takes me back to another time, Where the problems...

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My heart cries With no tears and no sounds But not less sadness and sorrow Aging, sickness and disabilities come one by one Happiness and youth comes and goes Nothing in this world will last Maybe only love in my heart Or maybe in your memory...

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I remember you and the promises the feel of the embrace of love the tenderness of feeling whole I remember loving you and everything it so entailed the magic of our togetherness and the mightiness of our bond Basically I remember you loving me and me loving you ~ we’re caught in a cosmic dance I’ve let the grieving take its course it fills me now...

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through the waking, dreaming and deep sleep states memory offers continuity as we weave our way through life’s wispy gates birthing feeling of perpetuity the light of our Self illumines the soul which in turn enlivens the ego mind but mavericks any we feel not whole until we leave fears and desires behind attuned to Self in cave of heart aflame life...

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That which once was and can no longer be, a vision once seen you can no longer see. When described as a thought, a memory, or a seed or seedling if it is a tree. The beginning of something the world now calls me! ...

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My thoughts walk barefoot on gravel roads—aching, slow, and scattershot. My mind drifts like dusk in worn linen—frayed, faded, and folding in on itself. My mind, grown tired of its tidy metaphors, slumps like a clerk at closing hour—unnoticed, necessary, numb. My brain, vast as prairie land at sunset, lies fallow—dreaming the hush between thunderclaps. My brain has taken...

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By Tanvir Mostafa Where are our those days, where is our lost society? What we behold right now—is it the proper system of community? Does goodness prevail or exist in the mid of us really? We find soundness of reason and justice only occasionally. Many a poet says the world is the right place for love and peace, But perhaps...

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You told me it wasn’t too late that I could still mend the cracks. But it feels like I’ve been losing you long before the truth escaped your lips. Only God is my ally now, and to Him I surrender everything, so I can have your love back again. How did I become your misery? How did my words turn empty? How did I become…...

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Trauma, loiters and lurks, ...

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Even though fathers might all seem similar in some ways They are actually all different as are cats and bears Or even pirates and trees regardless of hidden fees When working in the woods Dad was a bear and a force to be reckoned with But like a famous man, “he preferred it nice and peaceful” He liked to be...

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Sorry ...

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she looked up cracking a little smile her eyes far into the distance and thoughts reaching out beyond like all she needed were the memories ...

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Sarah Walking in the cemetery, it’s my death Following a past. The past. Your desire I loved you. Sorry for my life. Decadent Sorry for the nights. Sorry for the second life Yes. Sarah. You loved me. The angel Loved. You. Hell. My life got for a. Yours Sarah, your memory is following me You are my attention. I'm walking with you Hand in...

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