Unforgotten Poems - Poems about Unforgotten

Poppy Fields

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'

UNFORGOTTEN SELF HISTORY

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

Unforgotten

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

Mattson, a Place Unforgotten

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

Gone But Unforgotten

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

Unforgotten

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.

Divine and Unforgotten

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

The Unforgotten

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

The Night Unforgotten

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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

Unforgotten

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

Chosen : Ode To Unforgotten Soil

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

Unforgotten Shores

 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

Unforgotten Shores

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

Unforgotten

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.

The Unforgotten Brother

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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