Poems About Memories Seeking Friendly Advice
#memories
Poems about memories seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Among Green
Summer winds as the leaves' minuet
in silk stockings among the green
of gentle glades and trees
yawning memories of days gone by
lullabies when you were but three
in silk stockings among the green
of gentle glades and trees
yawning memories of days gone by
lullabies when you were but three
#memories
#philosophical
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I remember
I remember
I remember when we first met
The way you took away my breath
I remember the day I fell in love with you
The way we talked
The deal we made
The leaf we split that we plucked off the tree
"I'll cherish it forever" is what you said to me
I remember talking by the river
The sun was setting and I bet it was beautiful
I didn't even care to look
I was gazing into your eyes
No sunset could ever be as breathtaking
I remember walking to your house
The rain was pouring down ...
I remember when we first met
The way you took away my breath
I remember the day I fell in love with you
The way we talked
The deal we made
The leaf we split that we plucked off the tree
"I'll cherish it forever" is what you said to me
I remember talking by the river
The sun was setting and I bet it was beautiful
I didn't even care to look
I was gazing into your eyes
No sunset could ever be as breathtaking
I remember walking to your house
The rain was pouring down ...
#emotional
#FirstLove
#love #memories
#love #memories
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The Most Beautiful Of All Memories!
Magic moments in my life
Have been rare, and scarce
But helping with my daughters birth
Was beyond all compare
More wonderful than a summers day
And it's myriad beauty on display
Our daughter, was an anniversary gift to one another
A gift of love, like no other
She'[s brought sunshine
Into a cold, and icy March prelude
Light as a feather, and at first subdued
I'm still in awe, and wonder
At an amazing midwife so true
Who helped me, help my partner through
The culmination, a few days shy of thirty seven weeks
The early...
Have been rare, and scarce
But helping with my daughters birth
Was beyond all compare
More wonderful than a summers day
And it's myriad beauty on display
Our daughter, was an anniversary gift to one another
A gift of love, like no other
She'[s brought sunshine
Into a cold, and icy March prelude
Light as a feather, and at first subdued
I'm still in awe, and wonder
At an amazing midwife so true
Who helped me, help my partner through
The culmination, a few days shy of thirty seven weeks
The early...
#birthday
#daughter
#happiness
#love
#memories
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for Pragya
As ephemeral December sweeps past me I wish September had stayed longer,
figments of your image are fading steadily in this frost of loneliness
Your voice has ceased to be mere recollection of embers, long extinguished.
Arshad
figments of your image are fading steadily in this frost of loneliness
Your voice has ceased to be mere recollection of embers, long extinguished.
Arshad
#honesty
#IMissYou
#memories
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Redacted
The evidence of us
once proudly displayed
has been carefully revised
There wasn't any major cause
just two lost souls
heading in different directions
You owed it to yourself
to find "your" happy
and the easiest way to know
was to extricate yourself
from the internal confusion
I was the sacrifice
and it certainly hurt like hell
being of the mind that I was in this with you
for the long haul
But connections have no guarantees
and I became slowly redacted from your history
...
once proudly displayed
has been carefully revised
There wasn't any major cause
just two lost souls
heading in different directions
You owed it to yourself
to find "your" happy
and the easiest way to know
was to extricate yourself
from the internal confusion
I was the sacrifice
and it certainly hurt like hell
being of the mind that I was in this with you
for the long haul
But connections have no guarantees
and I became slowly redacted from your history
...
#memories
#MovingOn
#relationships
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Husk
You left me in the shallows,
half-drowned, lungs full of silt.
I am the remnants of something holy,
a cathedral stripped to bone.
Your voice was once a lifeline,
a tether between earth and sky—
now it lingers like distant thunder,
too far to bring the rain.
I call out, but only silence answers.
The ocean does not return what it takes.
And yet, I stand at the edge,
waiting for the tide to recognize my name.
half-drowned, lungs full of silt.
I am the remnants of something holy,
a cathedral stripped to bone.
Your voice was once a lifeline,
a tether between earth and sky—
now it lingers like distant thunder,
too far to bring the rain.
I call out, but only silence answers.
The ocean does not return what it takes.
And yet, I stand at the edge,
waiting for the tide to recognize my name.
#despair
#emptiness
#FeelingLost
#identity
#memories
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Faded flames
Faded flames haunt my memories
A summer rain that brings reprieve
From the scorching earth heat
Yet their stay never lingers
Only the cool comfort
Of that beautiful time and place
When soundtrack sounds surround
Whisking and wishing us
To new and untouched lands
And the secret of knowing
In that moment
Nothing else mattered, but us
A summer rain that brings reprieve
From the scorching earth heat
Yet their stay never lingers
Only the cool comfort
Of that beautiful time and place
When soundtrack sounds surround
Whisking and wishing us
To new and untouched lands
And the secret of knowing
In that moment
Nothing else mattered, but us
#bittersweet
#heartbroken
#memories
#nostalgia
#regret
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Embalmed Memories (with Adagio)
in haunted obsession longing your voice
coaxing the passion embracing my soul
embalming memories of thirsting breasts
climaxing in the depth of your throat
surrendering to the gallows, dark's epitome
hung by the scote's testicles
exquisitely adorned in twilight's mascara
no greater pleasure to give thee my wings
of my earthly reward
worship me as I worship you
bring forth all inhibitions
and shatter them on the alter of us
I feel you pulsing
filling me with the afterglow of the...
coaxing the passion embracing my soul
embalming memories of thirsting breasts
climaxing in the depth of your throat
surrendering to the gallows, dark's epitome
hung by the scote's testicles
exquisitely adorned in twilight's mascara
no greater pleasure to give thee my wings
of my earthly reward
worship me as I worship you
bring forth all inhibitions
and shatter them on the alter of us
I feel you pulsing
filling me with the afterglow of the...
#love
#memories
#passion
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*Vulnerable*
I struggle to write love poems
It’s easier to rip out my heart and show you how it bleeds
Gripped and dripping down impulsively tattooed arms and dampened sleeves
Staining the shirts of those who are never coming back
But wearing occasionally just to breathe their scent
One last time..
Before washing them in grey and faded memories
It feels dull
And emptiness starts to fill the skull
Biting down on chapped lips in a room of unfamiliar faces
Hoping one of them emanates a purple hue ...
It’s easier to rip out my heart and show you how it bleeds
Gripped and dripping down impulsively tattooed arms and dampened sleeves
Staining the shirts of those who are never coming back
But wearing occasionally just to breathe their scent
One last time..
Before washing them in grey and faded memories
It feels dull
And emptiness starts to fill the skull
Biting down on chapped lips in a room of unfamiliar faces
Hoping one of them emanates a purple hue ...
#heartbroken
#love
#memories
#SelfReflection
#vulnerability
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The Preservation Of Our Enchantments
Hanson wonders if the coordinates on the message board would direct more traffic to it. Largely undiscovered due to the unmaintained roads and proximity to a major city, its privacy has been well protected for those with the enthusiastic but discreet sense for such adventures. Hanson prefers that it stay that way, infuriated to see that it has gone public. It would pose a risk for those like himself, who have found such liberations on its shore.
He ropes Beth and Stu into joining him Saturday for the hour drive to survey the scene. They have all enjoyed the intoxicating...
He ropes Beth and Stu into joining him Saturday for the hour drive to survey the scene. They have all enjoyed the intoxicating...
#beach
#fiction
#memories
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Caged Memories
Walking in the shadow of twilight down the avenue
of cobblestone and caged memories lingering in my
soul as hush falls the dusk in silence of relentless cold
between shadow and echoes intimacy lusting in twilight's
tapestry turning memories into poetry
of cobblestone and caged memories lingering in my
soul as hush falls the dusk in silence of relentless cold
between shadow and echoes intimacy lusting in twilight's
tapestry turning memories into poetry
#erotic
#memories
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17
Where'd you go 17
Living life at the edge
Stuck between kid and adult
Abyss looming as we teeter on the ledge
With the world in our hands
And fire in our eyes
We didn't care about apathy
As long as we got high on Friday night
Our minds spun on donut rides
In a gravel parking lot
Copping beers from the store
Hoping we didn't get caught
Speeding fast with windows down
Wind blowing through our hair
Meeting up with friends in town
Without worry or care
Come back 17
I'm lost in this...
Living life at the edge
Stuck between kid and adult
Abyss looming as we teeter on the ledge
With the world in our hands
And fire in our eyes
We didn't care about apathy
As long as we got high on Friday night
Our minds spun on donut rides
In a gravel parking lot
Copping beers from the store
Hoping we didn't get caught
Speeding fast with windows down
Wind blowing through our hair
Meeting up with friends in town
Without worry or care
Come back 17
I'm lost in this...
#apathy
#bittersweet
#memories
#nostalgia
#regret
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