Poems about Memories
#memories
Intriguing and captivating poetry about memories and remembrance. Memories collected throughout a lifetime, expressed through poems.
odinwolf
Poem Published
Today 7:42pm
Today 7:42pm
Daisy
My little niece so small and sweet
With a smile so bright
And tiny button feet
My heats delight
Oh what a treat
I never knew love
Until you I did meet
There for you I will always be
I will dust you off when you scrape your knee
And my heart will sing when you smile with glee
My little niece so small and sweet
With a smile so bright
And tiny button feet
My hearts delight
Oh what a treat
I never understood love
Until you I did meet
With a smile so bright
And tiny button feet
My heats delight
Oh what a treat
I never knew love
Until you I did meet
There for you I will always be
I will dust you off when you scrape your knee
And my heart will sing when you smile with glee
My little niece so small and sweet
With a smile so bright
And tiny button feet
My hearts delight
Oh what a treat
I never understood love
Until you I did meet
#happiness
#love
#children #memories
#children #memories
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
Today 4:17pm
Today 4:17pm
Patina II
i: Another stroll before I’ve caught my breath, since earlier today our talk relents, to all things sexual in the carnal sense, and never lets our nature stop, repent, rue the day; to sing!, that is our way as we ascend, to reel with fractured arcane laugh, have NO fears, as we go tilting at windmills on their ears!
ii: Yet for all of that, to know and feel, ‘twas this epiphany, to bleed the same shade of red, we discovered that instead the ink that other poet pens exude is merely crude of black or maybe blue, we found that when we would compose, the shade of deepest red of rose,...
ii: Yet for all of that, to know and feel, ‘twas this epiphany, to bleed the same shade of red, we discovered that instead the ink that other poet pens exude is merely crude of black or maybe blue, we found that when we would compose, the shade of deepest red of rose,...
#love
#lover
#memories #nostalgia
#memories #nostalgia
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RobinHood
Robin
Robin
Poem Published
Today 5:21am
Today 5:21am
Time machine
I step into the time machine,
I close my eyes,
mind my dreams.
I know where I will go.
Where will I go?
Out through the glass star shiny sky,
then spinning fast, they circle by.
Circles in my mind.
What will I find?
There is the window,
There he stands,
Holding the spiders in his hands,
Grey shirt, orange sleeves.
Down fall brown leaves.
Gone with the wind I stir on my way,
where will I go?
Where will I stay?
Grey clouds above,
Feel my own love.
Moon...
I close my eyes,
mind my dreams.
I know where I will go.
Where will I go?
Out through the glass star shiny sky,
then spinning fast, they circle by.
Circles in my mind.
What will I find?
There is the window,
There he stands,
Holding the spiders in his hands,
Grey shirt, orange sleeves.
Down fall brown leaves.
Gone with the wind I stir on my way,
where will I go?
Where will I stay?
Grey clouds above,
Feel my own love.
Moon...
#sadness
#love
#teens
#family
#memories
20 reads
2 Comments
poedelkietjie
Poem Published
Today 1:40am
Today 1:40am
Have you ever wanted a love so bad?
Have you ever wanted a love so bad?
Have you ever wanted a love so bad?
So bad you want to hurt yourself?
So bad it makes you cry?
Have you ever wanted a love so bad?
So much to where it hurts your soul?
So much to where you could die inside?
Have you ever felt that alone?
That desperate to just feel love?
Love thats not even worth it!
Its love thats not even yours!
Have dinner with him, go to the movies.
Kiss, cuddle, go ahead and hook up.
Scar your soul some more.
Only for that temporary relief...
...
Have you ever wanted a love so bad?
So bad you want to hurt yourself?
So bad it makes you cry?
Have you ever wanted a love so bad?
So much to where it hurts your soul?
So much to where you could die inside?
Have you ever felt that alone?
That desperate to just feel love?
Love thats not even worth it!
Its love thats not even yours!
Have dinner with him, go to the movies.
Kiss, cuddle, go ahead and hook up.
Scar your soul some more.
Only for that temporary relief...
...
#love
#LifeStruggles
#memories #hurt
#memories #hurt
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highlyfunctional
Poem Published
21st Mar 2019 11:00pm
21st Mar 2019 11:00pm
Shimmering Crystals (The Hourglass)
Through the shapely curves of her bosom I search
through her transparency into the void where
days untouched by choice and happenstance
once met me with slow anticipation. Her
midriff, as a beach, slides and shifts
imperceptible waves, slowly, but
certainly faster than before.
She cares not how I feel
future or past, for her
task is to meet me
today at her
navel
and let pass
my love, my loss,
and occasional joy:
shimmering crystals in
in an ocean of brown sand. ...
through her transparency into the void where
days untouched by choice and happenstance
once met me with slow anticipation. Her
midriff, as a beach, slides and shifts
imperceptible waves, slowly, but
certainly faster than before.
She cares not how I feel
future or past, for her
task is to meet me
today at her
navel
and let pass
my love, my loss,
and occasional joy:
shimmering crystals in
in an ocean of brown sand. ...
#memories
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5 Comments
Wanderer_Mahmud
Poem Published
21st Mar 2019 5:19pm
21st Mar 2019 5:19pm
The Rage Still Goes On
I have been living my life in that evening.
Lamentation in chasing dreams.
I have been carrying the weight of my dream.
I have been killing myself again and again.
A life spent in chasing dreams.
I have been carrying the weight of my dream.
Not today,
Not tomorrow,
But yesterday,
The tears are forgotten,
And the soul keeps on hurting.
Heal the scar in my heart,
I just want to sleep in peace.
I have been living for too long,
And the wild wind keeps blowin'.
Life is a warmth I wished for, ...
Lamentation in chasing dreams.
I have been carrying the weight of my dream.
I have been killing myself again and again.
A life spent in chasing dreams.
I have been carrying the weight of my dream.
Not today,
Not tomorrow,
But yesterday,
The tears are forgotten,
And the soul keeps on hurting.
Heal the scar in my heart,
I just want to sleep in peace.
I have been living for too long,
And the wild wind keeps blowin'.
Life is a warmth I wished for, ...
#grief
#fate
#memories #SelfReflection
#memories #SelfReflection
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Heaven_sent_Kathy
Poem Published
21st Mar 2019 1:47pm
21st Mar 2019 1:47pm
With My Eyes Closed
I don’t go outside
as often as I use to do
and over time
it looks like
I’ve brought it on myself
the way I feel.
When I think how
everyday
on summer vacation,
when the heat
made ghost rings
‘round the sun,
making the sand dunes
shimmer
like a mirage —
I’d run
barefoot in my sunsuit
down to the beach
from our
clapboard bungalow
that visibly tilted
slightly,
with a pail & shovel
to dig up
sand dollars,
and starfish dried stiff,
watching the...
as often as I use to do
and over time
it looks like
I’ve brought it on myself
the way I feel.
When I think how
everyday
on summer vacation,
when the heat
made ghost rings
‘round the sun,
making the sand dunes
shimmer
like a mirage —
I’d run
barefoot in my sunsuit
down to the beach
from our
clapboard bungalow
that visibly tilted
slightly,
with a pail & shovel
to dig up
sand dollars,
and starfish dried stiff,
watching the...
#teens
#sea
#sun
#beach
#memories
36 reads
6 Comments
Naajir
Poem Published
21st Mar 2019 7:43am
21st Mar 2019 7:43am
Straight Shooters
Episode #1
every woman spins her web differently
some are very transparent
some spins silk of opaqueness
and some a commixture of sorts
picking and choosing theirs spots like
a seasoned chess player
in this particular case
it was her unadulterated and unashamed
bluntness that turned me on
man oh man how i admired and desired the way she..
a self professed devout Christian
stood her ground when i challenged her on her
beliefs and her sexuality
she said...and I...
every woman spins her web differently
some are very transparent
some spins silk of opaqueness
and some a commixture of sorts
picking and choosing theirs spots like
a seasoned chess player
in this particular case
it was her unadulterated and unashamed
bluntness that turned me on
man oh man how i admired and desired the way she..
a self professed devout Christian
stood her ground when i challenged her on her
beliefs and her sexuality
she said...and I...
#sex
#memories
#honesty
60 reads
5 Comments
Mysterio
Poem Published
20th Mar 2019 5:50pm
20th Mar 2019 5:50pm
Remember
I can’t remember why I’m here,
I can’t remember where to go.
I can’t remember why I fear,
I can’t remember what to show.
But,
I do remember how to feel.
How to express emotion.
It’s like finding a seal,
In the void of the ocean.
So,
I don’t remember a lot,
But from January to December
When I hold what I’ve got,
I will always remember.
I can’t remember where to go.
I can’t remember why I fear,
I can’t remember what to show.
But,
I do remember how to feel.
How to express emotion.
It’s like finding a seal,
In the void of the ocean.
So,
I don’t remember a lot,
But from January to December
When I hold what I’ve got,
I will always remember.
#memories
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Stanhoven
Poem Published
18th Mar 2019 00:29am
18th Mar 2019 00:29am
The Most Beautiful Girl In The World
Her eyes pulled him in
Her smile could light the darkest night,
Warm the coldest day
His desert was now an ocean
Waves crested as his heart swam
Her voice to his ears, a password which opened his world
The sun now always shown
The dark days were now gone
Horns sounded, banners unfurled
Loves music the notes written fortissimo
A boy meets a girl; a song for...
the most beautiful girl in the world
Her smile could light the darkest night,
Warm the coldest day
His desert was now an ocean
Waves crested as his heart swam
Her voice to his ears, a password which opened his world
The sun now always shown
The dark days were now gone
Horns sounded, banners unfurled
Loves music the notes written fortissimo
A boy meets a girl; a song for...
the most beautiful girl in the world
#happiness
#love
#memories
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Tenderloin
Poem Published
17th Mar 2019 3:14pm
17th Mar 2019 3:14pm
Shall We Continue
#lust
#erotic
#memories
208 reads
8 Comments
AEMelia564
Y
Y
Poem Published
17th Mar 2019 2:57pm
17th Mar 2019 2:57pm
Stories in the sands
Beneath feet that have walked
are the sand corns
benevolent in
trodden tundra twilight
I sense a numb knowing
Far from time
Looking at the sea
The salt reminds me
Of tears
Watching a documentary
About healing, where a woman
Screams in a therapy session
"I am so afraid, so afraid, so afraid
I don't know who I am without
my pain, without my shadow"
I breathe in silent air
Knowing that woman
Could have been me
As I dig my fingers into the sand
I release these...
are the sand corns
benevolent in
trodden tundra twilight
I sense a numb knowing
Far from time
Looking at the sea
The salt reminds me
Of tears
Watching a documentary
About healing, where a woman
Screams in a therapy session
"I am so afraid, so afraid, so afraid
I don't know who I am without
my pain, without my shadow"
I breathe in silent air
Knowing that woman
Could have been me
As I dig my fingers into the sand
I release these...
#strength
#memories
#freedom #wisdom
#freedom #wisdom
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