Short Reminiscences Poems

Sitting at the café
Reminiscences
Stroll by
Revisit,
Afterward 
Abscond....

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Paint
Your life
With the good 
And best treasured
Reminiscences
Sometimes takes time 
To gather
The best
Shot







2-9-2016...

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A single bound
dims the desires. You
will wish to die.

The days are hot
and sultry. Time kills you
but passions glow.

Watching the sunset
without thoughts till fall
takes you in.


Satish Verma...

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the Secret Cottage,
a forest trek where
sundown gently on 
your face. Riverside
drifting.. the grasp seeds.
Forest game, heartbeat
of the wild nature, 
inhuman natures 
bloodstream chasing
the tormerting Faces....

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REMINISCENCES


Reminiscences:
Faithful friends of the 
Past
Revisiting the loneliness of 
Present
Trying to fill the emptiness of
Endless hours
BY
Narrating stories told a 
Thousand times!
 


©Demetrios Trifiatis
      12 APRIL 2013...

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SUNSET


The yawning sun
Exhausted glides across the canvas of the infinite hues sky
Painting in its passage, with the reminiscences of the day,
A glorious resting place for the night to pass!
     

© Demetrios Trifiatis
26 SEPTEMBER 2013...

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Life restricts my living,
Death prevents my end...
The world, a phantasm, 
too much embargoes in it, 
that neither let me fly, nor let me die....
The moments to cherish, 
forever perish....
Am left with the debris of memories, 
reminiscences that are blurred...

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Now, while the fragrance of youth
still moistens the passion of life,
and ripples from a midnight kiss
still surround us, 
let us gather into the scarf of love
every perfect fruit from this fertile meadow~
against the time when reminiscences
become but a swirl in the curve of the river....

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EASTER 2018

                        This year Easter Days
                       spent in my sweet sister’s place
                       with friends and cousins,
                      collecting childhood memories.
                      Nostalgic reminiscences.

   04/11/2018
 
   Easter 2018 Contest by Cecelia Hopkins Drewer...

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Counting the stars in the night sky,
aiming at heart to fly high,
different stages worth remembrance,
a flattering moment or a nuisance.

When grown old and white,
when eyes lack much light,
you will see with your soul,
every fixed and unfulfilled goal.

Move back to the time,
of sour grapes and sweet lime!
Memories never let go,
they will always flow......

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Love
Sparks
With a
Jollity
Blooming in your eyes
The euphonious song of spring
Burgeoning with reminiscences of candid smiles
Enkindling feelings that remain as a silhouette portrait in the nocturnal dreams








For Gren's Evergreens (Golden Oldies) 1 Contest Info
Sponsored by Teppo Green
The Shadow of Your Smile by Connie Francis
Third Place
4-10-2016...

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You are not
on my page.
No more in my abstract sleep.

Cease-fire
will not be declared-
in the realm of dark dreams.

There was
one tear at a time.
No battle cry.

Trampling on
the old reminiscences, 
a tiger jumps on the author-

of mangrove.
The aerial roots have
stopped breathing.

Your lungs become
a flute. A war song frightens
the death.


Satish Verma...

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Liquor some strange
   in cups so Pristine
I melted in sips
 Memories don't fade 
and everything seems bland

 What pierces the soul
 Swallowed me as a whole
 Distance beyond miles
  and some corner in the heart enervates

Emerged from shadows
  and swayed by winds
Speaking in sharp tone
   and looking so contrite
  I wince at pain
   and played the same dolorous melody...

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Fate, love, and coffee
turned into substitutable
with reminiscences,
Striving to be free from
cacophonous relics gifted
by your poisonous love
will my violaceous lyrics
mend my wounds, I urge you
a hundredfold of which you
allow no response,
I hold a bleeding soul, but you spurn
degrading you detects me though,
however, we can still endure any spell....

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The sludge overtakes the sane
euphoria.A barefoot caravan
of cloud becomes edgy.

The hills have gone green.
The cascading falls
tend to mount on the scattered stones.

Suddenly I go berserk and start
hitting the stars moon by moon,
when night had betrayed the lover.

The collected grief of the lyrics
will answer for the blood
which hunger spread on the lips.


Satish Verma...

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School was out,
vacation touched our gate,
long days,bedtimes late;
time,routinee we relegate

Bird nesting,climbing trees,
building dens,adults unseen,
picnics and make-believe;
imagination-filled dreams

Unsupervised,wandering free,
adventures sans boundary,
no cares,no chores;
natural boyhood to the core

23/4/11  inspired by red'n'ritten's series of childhood 
reminiscences...

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Frozen blood o' thee lie,
I stareth thy te'rs crawleth,
Numb fingers o' thine,
De'd rose, soken wine,
Waitin' fo' the soul o' mine,
Tranquility ami'st us flasheth,
Melancholy too faces death,
Reminiscences t'en frozeth,
Whispers face silence,
Thy pouch, ink bleedeth,
Thy feather shrinketh,
Knees, the ground, no more toucheth,
Thy body, und'r my roof, freezeth,
My soul, fr'm thy body, drifteth....

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Speechless silence walks to the lane
Trust returns reminiscences’ insane 
Waiting and proceeding as you desired
Pains and miseries again you pleased.
Why am I the target of this game
Hide and seek with the feelings
No one to share the gaming victory
Left like a fool for the loyal role.
Be fooled yet again for I did loved
For you it was all another play
Darkness dares to darken the pain
Trust paid me a journey of heart lame...

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Sand dunes freed from dirt
Help my soul get pert,
The lure of desert!
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Reminiscences |17.01.2021|
Topic: desert, soul
Poet’s note: Planned to visit the Rann of Kutchh in the north-west part of Gujarat, and got myself familiar with all its attractions, places to visit. But the visit had to be cancelled. Yet, the poet in me took off still. Here are the reminiscences, The Lure of Desert I to VI....

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Long winding beaches
On hilly stretches,
Sandy Sea till sight catches.
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Reminiscences |21.01.2021|
Topic: desert, soul

Poet’s note: Planned to visit the Rann of Kutchh in the north-west part of Gujarat, and got myself familiar with all its attractions, places to visit. But the visit had to be cancelled. Yet, the poet in me took off still. Here are the reminiscences, The Lure of Desert I to VI....

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What a surreal sight,
The skies stretching infinite,
Desert’s lure at night!
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Reminiscences |19.01.2021|
Topic: desert, soul
Poet’s note: Planned to visit the Rann of Kutchh in the north-west part of Gujarat, and got myself familiar with all its attractions, places to visit. But the visit had to be cancelled. Yet, the poet in me took off still. Here are the reminiscences, The Lure of Desert I to VI....

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Thy rose rots, ami'st my feet an' the door,
Pleading, the fragrance its to be sucketh an' bitter wine pour,
Blisters dropp'th from thy swirlin' shore,
Boun'less pain stabbeth me more,
Thy gift'd feather, thy ink pouch, leather,
Those symphonies maketh me smile, no more,
Beneath the cores de pumping meat, I solemnly adore,
Curious stem o' rotten rose whispereth,
Thy reminiscences under my chest crawleth,
Mysterious reas'n attracteth thy death....

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log fueled fire blazes in a hearth, throwing out intermittent shadows embellishing a darkened room a flickering candle burns through yet another Christmas eve, its light reaches out to highlight images of a family past 



a silence is broken by a rocking, creaking chair that projects it's outline upon an empty wall, a victim of years gone by reminiscences of many such nights, as a wind roars around snow-filled fields outside of a bolted wooden door.....

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At that time
I was thinking something else
when you gave me a half-kiss,
my winter naked moon.

A souvenir left by sun
for the sake of night. I remembered
pink roses
unpetaling green thighs-

for quest of shelter in civil war
of reminiscences.Merciful was the landslide
which buried the whispers of
dead dreams.

Unpretending, unleaping, the ocean
sucks the grief of clouds. The
rains have started a dance
for the suicidal gods.



Satish Verma...

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When horror knocks on the door

Slips through the cracks and enters the body, mind, soul

Fast like an avalanche

Traveling at million speeds 

It’s the same long forgotten nightmare

Every Breath

Every Whisper

Every Sound

Becomes too familiar

When falling hard to the cement

The shouts, the screams, the reminiscences

All comes too fast

Then life comes to a sudden halt

There's nothing left, just pieces of a lifetime slipping away...

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