Poems about Memories
#memories
Intriguing and captivating poetry about memories and remembrance. Memories collected throughout a lifetime, expressed through poems.
Mines
Poem Published
Today 12:41pm
Today 12:41pm
Daydreaming
A distant memory comes to mind, like thinking about how the wind blows and the summer breeze intertwine.
Let me daydream everyone deserves to take a trip back into time.
Reminiscing when everything was fine
Distant memories something that gets stopped by the realization of time
It moves forward one specific order you can't go back unless it's in your mind.
Remembering that feeling or catching that same vibe it's the distant memories that keeps you in that same high
As time flies right before your eyes don't close them...
Let me daydream everyone deserves to take a trip back into time.
Reminiscing when everything was fine
Distant memories something that gets stopped by the realization of time
It moves forward one specific order you can't go back unless it's in your mind.
Remembering that feeling or catching that same vibe it's the distant memories that keeps you in that same high
As time flies right before your eyes don't close them...
#dreams
#memories
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Scattered_Thoughts
ST
ST
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:58pm
Yesterday 6:58pm
None so blind
What I said was
“never saw it coming”
believing every word
Shell-shocked, brittle, broken
berating the blind eye
for not giving a heads up
before the shit-show started
Gallagher style
and me without a slicker
But wait ...what?
So who then purged
of empty space and matches
weeks, then days, before
the hammer fell
(on what, my head?)
Bitch, please.
Seems an apology owed
like the one received
for ...oh,nothing
because Denial?
Nailed it.
“never saw it coming”
believing every word
Shell-shocked, brittle, broken
berating the blind eye
for not giving a heads up
before the shit-show started
Gallagher style
and me without a slicker
But wait ...what?
So who then purged
of empty space and matches
weeks, then days, before
the hammer fell
(on what, my head?)
Bitch, please.
Seems an apology owed
like the one received
for ...oh,nothing
because Denial?
Nailed it.
#funny
#memories
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AaHarvey
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:05am
Yesterday 9:05am
Mothers shouldn't cry
Hello Nan, I’m sorry I wasn’t there enough.
I miss you; God how I miss your love.
I try and try, but I just mess things up;
My heads becoming unglued, how do I carry on?
It’s all over the place, what’s forward or back?
Confusion falls all around us, what’s up with my head?
This can’t be real, come on your having a laugh;
I must be dreaming, am I still in bed?
It’s no dream, it’s the truth. She’s dead and she’s gone;
She’s floating up above, to Heaven; her new home.
She’s been there all your life, from the moment you...
I miss you; God how I miss your love.
I try and try, but I just mess things up;
My heads becoming unglued, how do I carry on?
It’s all over the place, what’s forward or back?
Confusion falls all around us, what’s up with my head?
This can’t be real, come on your having a laugh;
I must be dreaming, am I still in bed?
It’s no dream, it’s the truth. She’s dead and she’s gone;
She’s floating up above, to Heaven; her new home.
She’s been there all your life, from the moment you...
#love
#grief
#family
#death
#memories
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Stoney223
melvin scott
melvin scott
Poem Published
18th Jul 2019 11:45pm
18th Jul 2019 11:45pm
A UNIQUE KIND OF LOVE
From the time we are born into this world of life we are loved from the first sign of our birth in the womb of our mother, for that is the true beginning the true process of what is a real mothers love as she prepares us for whats out there waiting within the world.
But as we grew from a baby to a child to an adult there are things in this life that we will have to learn for ourselves for we will make mistakes as we will get hurt, for we may even have scars from some love but through life it is...
But as we grew from a baby to a child to an adult there are things in this life that we will have to learn for ourselves for we will make mistakes as we will get hurt, for we may even have scars from some love but through life it is...
#mother
#father
#children
#family
#memories
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Naajir
Poem Published
18th Jul 2019 9:08am
18th Jul 2019 9:08am
Jonesin'
....so where was i?
ahhh yeah
i was in a juke joint
Miles away from the city blues
smokin her ether rolled up in a tight joint
takin puffs of my favorite heroin{e}
cuz she be that dope...
that he's gotta have it..pure...un-cut..
never stepped on
got me filled with graffiti sentiments
on some 1983 wild-style
type shit...mind wandering...
wondering 'bout girl 6
ridin dolo on the 6 train
walkin 'round Soho in a sundress...
enjoying the summer breeze
panty-less...of course
easy access..if granted
low...
ahhh yeah
i was in a juke joint
Miles away from the city blues
smokin her ether rolled up in a tight joint
takin puffs of my favorite heroin{e}
cuz she be that dope...
that he's gotta have it..pure...un-cut..
never stepped on
got me filled with graffiti sentiments
on some 1983 wild-style
type shit...mind wandering...
wondering 'bout girl 6
ridin dolo on the 6 train
walkin 'round Soho in a sundress...
enjoying the summer breeze
panty-less...of course
easy access..if granted
low...
#summer
#drugs
#memories #crush
#memories #crush
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DecipherMe
Poem Published
17th Jul 2019 3:59am
17th Jul 2019 3:59am
Repressed Absolver
The well relapses on its drink
and from its kidney bloats in uranium,
a drunkard's ball.
Bury the droplets at wartime.
There is no exit from rumination
with the depth of 300 feet beyond.
The bedrock implodes and brittle radon
sheds away throughout to the magic water.
Last she looked, last her face she saw.
Last, before the brain collapsed.
We believe the pool entreasures that image pre-fright.
Returning to this corner here
of mania and tastebuds metal,
the memory trace...
and from its kidney bloats in uranium,
a drunkard's ball.
Bury the droplets at wartime.
There is no exit from rumination
with the depth of 300 feet beyond.
The bedrock implodes and brittle radon
sheds away throughout to the magic water.
Last she looked, last her face she saw.
Last, before the brain collapsed.
We believe the pool entreasures that image pre-fright.
Returning to this corner here
of mania and tastebuds metal,
the memory trace...
#regret
#childhood
#memories #MentalHealth
#memories #MentalHealth
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cloventongue89
Poem Published
16th Jul 2019 8:05pm
16th Jul 2019 8:05pm
The Illusion of Breaking
From broken paths we merge into one
All things new, beyond the bloodline
Like a mother to another's son
Time is not the healer without love
Our heartstrings weaved together
Like a patch over a tattered tapestry
When I think of you
There is only fondness in my memory
Embraced I find home
Reborn in the heart
Of every broken piece we bring
Mosaic beats of a counterpart
Clarity and color
Like stain-glass
There is beauty in the shatter
Somewhere between
Black and white, of shadow and night
I find home...
All things new, beyond the bloodline
Like a mother to another's son
Time is not the healer without love
Our heartstrings weaved together
Like a patch over a tattered tapestry
When I think of you
There is only fondness in my memory
Embraced I find home
Reborn in the heart
Of every broken piece we bring
Mosaic beats of a counterpart
Clarity and color
Like stain-glass
There is beauty in the shatter
Somewhere between
Black and white, of shadow and night
I find home...
#mother
#motherhood
#family
#birthday
#memories
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AaHarvey
Poem Published
15th Jul 2019 10:18pm
15th Jul 2019 10:18pm
Home for the holidays
Welcome home, to the place you have never wanted to be.
The place you have never felt at home.
No longer the only place you have ever known;
Now you have somewhere else that you can go.
Oh, just smile; the past arguments are just forgotten memories.
The times of change are already here
And this is the place where we all want you to be.
Please don’t leave; we all know it has already been too long.
Surely it is time for us all to just move on.
Those arguments can never be won.
If one side loses, we all lose.
How...
The place you have never felt at home.
No longer the only place you have ever known;
Now you have somewhere else that you can go.
Oh, just smile; the past arguments are just forgotten memories.
The times of change are already here
And this is the place where we all want you to be.
Please don’t leave; we all know it has already been too long.
Surely it is time for us all to just move on.
Those arguments can never be won.
If one side loses, we all lose.
How...
#sadness
#family
#home
#Christmas
#memories
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cabcool
Poem Published
15th Jul 2019 9:18pm
15th Jul 2019 9:18pm
a daughter's love
♪ a rhymed, mirrored octet ♪
Biblical Text—Ruth 1:16, 17 KJV
intreat me not to leave your side,
nor cease from walking with you.
let me come where you go;
where you live, i’ll s t a y.
l e t y o u r p e o p l e
b e m y k i n,
y o u r G o d
m i n e.
t h i n e
t h e s o d
i’ll l i e i n,
when my f e e b l e
years shall end my day.
nothing less, nothing more,
i w i l l f o r e v e r be t r...
Biblical Text—Ruth 1:16, 17 KJV
intreat me not to leave your side,
nor cease from walking with you.
let me come where you go;
where you live, i’ll s t a y.
l e t y o u r p e o p l e
b e m y k i n,
y o u r G o d
m i n e.
t h i n e
t h e s o d
i’ll l i e i n,
when my f e e b l e
years shall end my day.
nothing less, nothing more,
i w i l l f o r e v e r be t r...
#love
#relationships
#family #memories
#family #memories
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Tenderloin
Poem Published
15th Jul 2019 4:22am
15th Jul 2019 4:22am
Abandoned Conclusions
It is a shame
that as I lie here
after that leisurely soak
to conclude another Sunday
my tartan robe
loosely parted
to feel the cool breeze
of the night
waft across the uncovered places
that my bed is empty
and those heavenly lips
are not nuzzled into my neck
or those soft hands
are working with my skin
to plump me
for a proper goodnight.
that as I lie here
after that leisurely soak
to conclude another Sunday
my tartan robe
loosely parted
to feel the cool breeze
of the night
waft across the uncovered places
that my bed is empty
and those heavenly lips
are not nuzzled into my neck
or those soft hands
are working with my skin
to plump me
for a proper goodnight.
#lust
#lover
#memories
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
15th Jul 2019 00:27am
15th Jul 2019 00:27am
A Twist Of A Vampire’s Fate XXIII
The Calling
HOTEL CENTRAL PARK
Sighisoara, Romania
Naynina flipped the bathroom light off and walked out the bathroom. She walked over to the dresser and lifted her cell phone. She slid it open and looked down at the blank screen. She scrolled through her text messages.
“He messes up our relationship, and discontinue communication, men.”
Naynina slid her cell phone close and placed it back on the dresser. She walked into the living room.
“Whew, that garlic smell is singing to me.”
Naynina walked over to the door and...
HOTEL CENTRAL PARK
Sighisoara, Romania
Naynina flipped the bathroom light off and walked out the bathroom. She walked over to the dresser and lifted her cell phone. She slid it open and looked down at the blank screen. She scrolled through her text messages.
“He messes up our relationship, and discontinue communication, men.”
Naynina slid her cell phone close and placed it back on the dresser. She walked into the living room.
“Whew, that garlic smell is singing to me.”
Naynina walked over to the door and...
#vampires
#fairies
#memories
#mythology
#ForbiddenLove
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dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
15th Jul 2019 00:26am
15th Jul 2019 00:26am
dementia ..
memory matters more than thoughts
one can quickly forget
but we'll have memories forever he says
until the onset ..
one can quickly forget
but we'll have memories forever he says
until the onset ..
#memories
#illness
#confusion
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