Poems about Memories
#memories
Intriguing and captivating poetry about memories and remembrance. Memories collected throughout a lifetime, expressed through poems.
BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
Today 00:02am
Today 00:02am
Didikai
You made it sound so sweet and loving in my memory
When your hands held my face, nails digging into my cheeks
Inspecting my face with a saccharine smile on yours
I was a child unaware you were looking for the gypsy
I'm your first grandchild and you inspected me like cattle
Stamping me effortlessly with being not gypsy enough
Expecting me to be as dark as my father with an irish mom
Never ceases to amaze me when people do that
Look at these little kids like they're just supposed
To look just like their dad's right out the womb
You...
When your hands held my face, nails digging into my cheeks
Inspecting my face with a saccharine smile on yours
I was a child unaware you were looking for the gypsy
I'm your first grandchild and you inspected me like cattle
Stamping me effortlessly with being not gypsy enough
Expecting me to be as dark as my father with an irish mom
Never ceases to amaze me when people do that
Look at these little kids like they're just supposed
To look just like their dad's right out the womb
You...
#rejection
#childhood
#family
#memories
#confusion
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3 Comments
Fiftysevenhours
Poem Published
4th Feb 2023 10:38am
4th Feb 2023 10:38am
The falling of life's leaves
It is,
A walk through the glacial strength of the deepest greys,
And the scattered breath of pure sunlight.
The endless touch of rain,
Falling ceaseless and on fire.
The circled rise and fall,
The plaintive,
Buzzards,
Call.
It is what is left upon breeze
And what remains,
From the falling of life's leaves.
It is,
What is,
And something common amongst the breath,
Of those,
Remaining.
A passing right to life and it's living.
Those days,
Are but days amongst the many
If we're lucky.
Singular...
A walk through the glacial strength of the deepest greys,
And the scattered breath of pure sunlight.
The endless touch of rain,
Falling ceaseless and on fire.
The circled rise and fall,
The plaintive,
Buzzards,
Call.
It is what is left upon breeze
And what remains,
From the falling of life's leaves.
It is,
What is,
And something common amongst the breath,
Of those,
Remaining.
A passing right to life and it's living.
Those days,
Are but days amongst the many
If we're lucky.
Singular...
#death
#memories
#LifeCycle
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
4th Feb 2023 6:05am
4th Feb 2023 6:05am
A 05:00 AM Bleeding
I don’t look back with fondness at
my age of innocence, the early 2000s,
the years of wars for oil and reality TV.
The birth and ominous teethings
of social media. The feelings
that should come when called,
when calling childhood to mind,
have left me cold and far behind.
What I recall are petty grievances
(or so they seem when stacked against
a life of thirst and hunger and illness).
The many times that I was beaten up,
by other kids, an older sibling and
my mother once, when I was barely out
of romper suits. My...
my age of innocence, the early 2000s,
the years of wars for oil and reality TV.
The birth and ominous teethings
of social media. The feelings
that should come when called,
when calling childhood to mind,
have left me cold and far behind.
What I recall are petty grievances
(or so they seem when stacked against
a life of thirst and hunger and illness).
The many times that I was beaten up,
by other kids, an older sibling and
my mother once, when I was barely out
of romper suits. My...
#childhood
#abuse
#memories #nostalgia
#memories #nostalgia
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Grace
Idryad
Idryad
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2023 11:35am
3rd Feb 2023 11:35am
What time is it, Mr,Clock
there was no echo to the shout
no refrains to the song
no sounds in the applause
no shouts no songs no applause
it was a walk on furrowed fields
no mines, but slithery creatures
wedged in the deep rows
waiting to be planted with sorrows
the roots of all the sighs
the cries, the gobbling sobs
of grief on the threshold of insanity
was seeded with dragon teeth
as Cadmus did
to save his sister and his soul
as mine was planted
through indifference and ignorance
it was
just a
long walk.
no refrains to the song
no sounds in the applause
no shouts no songs no applause
it was a walk on furrowed fields
no mines, but slithery creatures
wedged in the deep rows
waiting to be planted with sorrows
the roots of all the sighs
the cries, the gobbling sobs
of grief on the threshold of insanity
was seeded with dragon teeth
as Cadmus did
to save his sister and his soul
as mine was planted
through indifference and ignorance
it was
just a
long walk.
#depression
#dreams
#memories
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Pinkdreams
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2023 2:13am
3rd Feb 2023 2:13am
Is This Normal? Part 1
its been a long time
but I'm back
my old Miami
my former planet
gated neighborhood
not much has changed
the persistence of memory
mature trees
competing mansions
multi-carat sunshine sparkles
decorating Biscayne Bay
I'm going somewhere
isn't that so much of our lives
getting to somewhere else
I think I'll take the canal
instead of US 1
I hate busy streets
lazy right turn
decision written
this is normal
right?
driving in a canal ...
but I'm back
my old Miami
my former planet
gated neighborhood
not much has changed
the persistence of memory
mature trees
competing mansions
multi-carat sunshine sparkles
decorating Biscayne Bay
I'm going somewhere
isn't that so much of our lives
getting to somewhere else
I think I'll take the canal
instead of US 1
I hate busy streets
lazy right turn
decision written
this is normal
right?
driving in a canal ...
#anxiety
#dreams
#memories
65 reads
8 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2023 7:46pm
2nd Feb 2023 7:46pm
Silent, The Car Journey (2)
Two Years Earlier, Lucy
'None of my adoptive family know I'm here,' she blurted out to Arthur. 'My adoptive parents think I'm on a walking holiday with a group of friends. But I'm not a runaway, you know. I've got somewhere to stay and a job.'
In the driver seat, Arthur maintained a neutral expression. 'A job at the House serving meals?'
'I thought you already knew about it.'
'Know about what? None of this is making any sense to me. You haven't told me anything yet and I haven't seen you for nine or ten years.’
‘Agnes Harlesden.
...
'None of my adoptive family know I'm here,' she blurted out to Arthur. 'My adoptive parents think I'm on a walking holiday with a group of friends. But I'm not a runaway, you know. I've got somewhere to stay and a job.'
In the driver seat, Arthur maintained a neutral expression. 'A job at the House serving meals?'
'I thought you already knew about it.'
'Know about what? None of this is making any sense to me. You haven't told me anything yet and I haven't seen you for nine or ten years.’
‘Agnes Harlesden.
...
#memories
#mystery
#obsession #risk
#obsession #risk
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adagio
Poem Published
1st Feb 2023 1:33pm
1st Feb 2023 1:33pm
If Only...
Feeling the breath of dark, touch my soul with a scent of Wisteria. With lonely sounds, if only... Whispering still, how quiet the water of silence in the arbor. Blushing the color of the wine. With naked bones, weeping. "Don't walk away." Touched by the thorn, torn from my heart. Steeping the leaves of the green tea, for whom the twilight calls. Beneath the nave of autumn's fall and the shadows in the ivy with the strings of a cello. It's my, "Hi-ho, the derry-o! and this is where I dance. If only...
#memories
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4 Comments
Chere-Rene13
Poem Published
1st Feb 2023 2:40am
1st Feb 2023 2:40am
A Quilt Of Quotes
A blanket of time, A comforter of learning echos, A bedspread that holds together your words of recite. This bed where you sleep & snore...Sweet dreams vs. nightmare screams. This bed for intimacy of two, that never exposes it's secret trust and the physical touch of love with hints of passions played. The book jacket of this bed is a warm, personal quilt of quotes. Words of a lifetime...sewn squares past history...together that enshords someone's meaning and thoughts of life. ...
#identity
#confessional
#memories
#myself
#choices
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
31st Jan 2023 6:57pm
31st Jan 2023 6:57pm
Silent, The Car Journey
Two Years Earlier, Lucy
'What would you like to do?' Arthur Harlesden said. ‘Coffee and a bite to eat at the Service Station.'
'Suppose so.'
Arthur started the engine and drove away into the night, past a gift shop and a mobile phone store and a guest house opposite a pub by a set of lights. He took the road further inland, by fields and rows of tiny aerials that resembled baby bulbs. She vaguely remembered these from ten years ago. 'I was sorry to hear about Lily,' she said, to break the silence.
'Thank you,' Arthur said. 'Three years ago it...
'What would you like to do?' Arthur Harlesden said. ‘Coffee and a bite to eat at the Service Station.'
'Suppose so.'
Arthur started the engine and drove away into the night, past a gift shop and a mobile phone store and a guest house opposite a pub by a set of lights. He took the road further inland, by fields and rows of tiny aerials that resembled baby bulbs. She vaguely remembered these from ten years ago. 'I was sorry to hear about Lily,' she said, to break the silence.
'Thank you,' Arthur said. 'Three years ago it...
#memories
#mystery
#risk
40 reads
4 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
30th Jan 2023 6:17am
30th Jan 2023 6:17am
THE MEMORY LINGERS
#sex
#erotic
#rhyming #memories
#rhyming #memories
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Results_May_Vary
Seth_
Seth_
Poem Published
30th Jan 2023 1:23am
30th Jan 2023 1:23am
Ye of Little Faith
A slave to sin
I was only seeking the truth
Seems you're a villian
No matter the proof
We spin these tales
And hope for the best
Redemption fails
Just like the rest
Through sweat, blood and tears
I've survived the years
All of your prayers
Fell on deaf ears
Choking on the words
I don't even believe in
You were alive before
Now just a box, again
Pardon me, I just can't stay
A lie to live, a life of death
Prayers to the air to see them someday
A slave, again
Through...
I was only seeking the truth
Seems you're a villian
No matter the proof
We spin these tales
And hope for the best
Redemption fails
Just like the rest
Through sweat, blood and tears
I've survived the years
All of your prayers
Fell on deaf ears
Choking on the words
I don't even believe in
You were alive before
Now just a box, again
Pardon me, I just can't stay
A lie to live, a life of death
Prayers to the air to see them someday
A slave, again
Through...
#grief
#family
#LifeStruggles #memories
#LifeStruggles #memories
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Ownly_Human
Poem Published
29th Jan 2023 1:46pm
29th Jan 2023 1:46pm
Hiraeth
Hiraeth
I saw the meadow's stunning
beauty dreaming
a quiet endeavor providing
solace to my troubled mind
A hundred miles of emerald green
waiting to pull me in
I saw the stars as they danced
in the day's demise
Each spoke of their ethereal view
through their stories I saw
myself reflected
I heard a rhythmic, lyrical tune
one never heard but lovingly imbued
It plucked a chord within my heart, yet I knew it not
Lingering memories are what
dreams impart
carrying...
I saw the meadow's stunning
beauty dreaming
a quiet endeavor providing
solace to my troubled mind
A hundred miles of emerald green
waiting to pull me in
I saw the stars as they danced
in the day's demise
Each spoke of their ethereal view
through their stories I saw
myself reflected
I heard a rhythmic, lyrical tune
one never heard but lovingly imbued
It plucked a chord within my heart, yet I knew it not
Lingering memories are what
dreams impart
carrying...
#beauty
#dreams
#home #memories
#home #memories
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