Memory Sad Love Poems

On summer nights
Nostalgia's muse revives
Scent of jasmine
Fig tree fragrance fuses
Memories meander 
Minty ice cream flavours 
Add sweetness to hungry kisses

Star gazing to cricket symphony
Roof top...

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Each dawn, I wake up to the ghost of your voice,
Your words I once cherished, now haunt my choice.
For without your tender touch, the night...

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I wish I had
been kind to Dad

Mostly I tried...
but left him mad

I wanted him
to be less sad

I would prefer
to make him glad

Buy him new shirts
perhaps...

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Unrequited

The things i think about,
never settle below
they float instead
and fester inside
as I pluck your name in the air
a sacred memory folds over
foaming layers, floating vapors
Creating...

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It was a winter evening, the sun had to go early.
I could hear the cry of our dear cat, his sunken eyes wished
to tell a...

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Does it hurt? 
Being only left with memories, 
and not with the person.. 
Being left surrounded with someone's words in your ears.. 
Their absence in...

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Our home was lit with autumn's spicy scent.
Now spent are the forms that had something to hold:
votive molds, photo frames, vases.... forsaken.

The form within my...

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The yearns that used to be engraved in the inner part of my soul,
The exquisite pain that once tormented me relentlessly has finally taken a...

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Make it your focal point,
Wishing into the void.
I have cloned you,
Holding onto visions,
Were they real?

Working backward,
Swimming against the tide,
Organizing the pages,
Slight distraction,
Distant flame through my...

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Molded memories in
my inner ear.  Your voice
maudlin, yet dry, becomes
music of a raspy
mantra.  I long for your
mournful cry, and fall on
mantels of dusty...

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Sad is the midnight with its cloak of darkness,
When the world is quiet and the air is starkness.
The stars above, they twinkle and shine,
While I...

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The dance has stopped 
By Michelle Morris
16/08/2020

I used to love dancing with you. 
We'd spin around together, 
And have fun 
In our pj's
In the living...

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(His Version of Death of You)

Do I send a bouquet of flowers or a congratulations card? For years we haven’t spoken there hasn’t even been...

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Idk what I even want to say
All i know is
Your memory is breaking
The dam I built

I gave up
On the world
And what it could offer
Because the...

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If I could turn back time
By Michelle Morris
11/12/2022

Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye
I never knew it, I focused on your lies
Caught up...

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