Unforgotten Poems - Poems about Unforgotten

Flying over the front lines with the French Escadrille Lafayette a brown and barren belt below a strip of murdered nature and yet during the warm months of spring and summer seeds in the shattered ground would grow delicate vibrant crimson flowers in row after row after row and in those poppy fields that's how we remember them all the fallen soldiers those unforgotten gallant men tho'...

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Years of struggles and despair Bullied endless Beaten down Name calling beyond my real name Fights unbearable Early school days Always picked on Life having ups and down Hard swings Criticism always No matter what Discouragement through negativity Like a pen with no ink A pencil with no point Felt like a nobody Serving no purpose What people wanted to believe The wonder years The wonder how I preserved The answer being Heaven above My...

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Sunrises against cobalt gray skies Delivering blush tones where once was night Striation of gold mixed in the horizon Colors surely unforgotten God thank you for allowing me To see this unique sunrise sent from thee I have never seen those colors rise before Will I ever see them again? God thank you for life's blessings You send such beauty to me...

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In these United States of America, there is a little town not very far off the beaten path. Neither gold nor silver has ever been mined in or near this town of fertile delta soil. No sweet crude runs beneath its ground, but a gentle and quiet place awaits those who toil. And leading to...

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I will never be ready even though you signal your leaving I foolishly keep the bright days since so much yet needs sharing of long partings after our intense then rare meetings of wild childhood stories and unfathomable blur future waiting nowhere we could ever imagine even truly existing. The beauty of the freely crystalized future has then come true with...

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Am asleep Yet awake In someone's dream Am silent Yet speaking In someone's mind Am far away Yet closer In someone's heart Am lost But found In someone's work Am at peace Yet fighting In someone's world Am idle Yet working In someone's thought Am dead Yet alive In someone's memories Atlas it was worth fighting Fighting for something It was worth dying Dead but unforgotten....

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It’s hard to forget It’s getting harder in this regret I am awfully upset Wish there was an outlet Give me a sign I love you divine I’m trying to find Relief beyond the grief, don’t you mind? Give me a brief second to breathe Put all of me at ease please..underneath This skin of coldness and heartless remorse, Things in my mind is getting out...

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I'll walk alone these fields again Which once I strode with you, Midst whispered songs on sighing winds Give voice to the joys we knew... I'll ponder the thousand yesterdays Where once our hearts had played, 'Pon twilit meads of the long ago Where Love's sweet toll was paid. A tender, bitter tear I'll weep For the passing our dream, And for the eyes...

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=================== I dread the night I fear its might I fear the time most When the wolf came against my walls Shattering it in vain Leaving behind a souvenir of a broken heart in a broken body I fear also the howling and what preceded it Its fierce look, long dripping fangs that clipped my tongue to...

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Left unbroken as music plays, of unforgotten sounds; beauty in its voiceless and stillness with poetic form. Gentle and slow, keeping the world from fading, nor no bounds. While dreams grow bonding souls and laughter grows divinely warm. 12/18/2019 It was taken from; Sweetness in Love 12/17/2019 https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/sweetness_in_love_1209650 Poetry Contest: Arbitrium Divisa 5 Sponsored by: Gregory R Barden...

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I was the lucky one The apple of his eye He chose me to walk with him The memories will never die Two brothers older, two sisters younger And I the middle one Although he is with me no more I'm still my father's son Woodstock,Athlone,Mitchell's Plain... We toured mostly by foot and sometimes by train Where ever we went he was known by his...

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Take me back to yesterday's summer night Walking on the beach, Sand between our toes Hair blowing in the breeze. When ripples in the sea slowly cleansed the sand, Tickling our toes, Washing away our footsteps. On the edge where ocean meets land, Shoulder to shoulder we sat, Listening to calm splashing waves, Our tanned skin soaking wet. As skies twinkled in the horizon, reflecting against...

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Take me there to yesterday's Summer night. Walking on the beach, sand between our toes, hair blowing in the breeze. When ripples in the sea, slowly cleansed the sand, tickling our toes, washing away our footsteps. On the edge where ocean meets land, shoulder to shoulder we sat, listening to calm splashing waves, our tanned skin soaking wet. As stars twinkled in the horizons, reflecting against the rushing...

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Shattered by the reams of the unforgotten, forever to wander in the night of the helpless. picking up then dropping the only light in they're eyes, the moments spent dreaming, was obviously a disquise....

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There were thirteen of us, but now there's only twelve Our brother Jay will never be forgotten by us His time on this earth is over, I pray that he used it well Our brother Jay was an exceptional lawyer, be he died like a very foolish man He fell asleep one late evening with a lit cigarette in his hand Him not being with...

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