Poems About Memories Seeking Honest Critique
#memories
Poems about memories seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
The Spectral Window
I don’t believe in ghosts,
but once when I was just fifteen
I walked into an empty room
inside my mother’s flat,
a room that was large and empty
and filled with odds and ends,
an old round table here,
a clothes horse there…
and through the curtainless window
the moonlight shone and started me.
So it was nothing much at all,
but in that moment I did not
believe in ghosts and yet
was scared of them.
but once when I was just fifteen
I walked into an empty room
inside my mother’s flat,
a room that was large and empty
and filled with odds and ends,
an old round table here,
a clothes horse there…
and through the curtainless window
the moonlight shone and started me.
So it was nothing much at all,
but in that moment I did not
believe in ghosts and yet
was scared of them.
#childhood
#ghosts
#memories #mother
#memories #mother
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...down Time
I could see every note
Every rudiment down to the last beat
Sticks bouncing smoothly on the snare
As I marked time with my feet
I remember bullets whizzing by
Amid vociferous explosions and screams
A deafening quiet for a second
When soldiers saw me running in the street
I still recall the loud thunder
When lightning hit that tree behind our home
Me, sprinting fast and scared
Feeling a chill down to my bones
But now when I run, I hear my breath
With a steady rhythm in my mind
Every pulse perfectly played ...
Every rudiment down to the last beat
Sticks bouncing smoothly on the snare
As I marked time with my feet
I remember bullets whizzing by
Amid vociferous explosions and screams
A deafening quiet for a second
When soldiers saw me running in the street
I still recall the loud thunder
When lightning hit that tree behind our home
Me, sprinting fast and scared
Feeling a chill down to my bones
But now when I run, I hear my breath
With a steady rhythm in my mind
Every pulse perfectly played ...
#escape
#memories
#music
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Holes in my mind
Holes in my mind
Drops in my mind
Fall away all the time
Pick up the ledger
Leave it behind
Searing memories I can’t define
Things left sitting
Lost on the plate
Conscientiousness knowing
But I can’t depart
Have to defend
And let my seed know
Won’t leave anymore
Frazzled strips of my mind
Put together like a puzzle
These drops in my mind
Fade away with time
Lightning strikes
On the horizon
But not in my temple
All the time
Can’t lose...
Drops in my mind
Fall away all the time
Pick up the ledger
Leave it behind
Searing memories I can’t define
Things left sitting
Lost on the plate
Conscientiousness knowing
But I can’t depart
Have to defend
And let my seed know
Won’t leave anymore
Frazzled strips of my mind
Put together like a puzzle
These drops in my mind
Fade away with time
Lightning strikes
On the horizon
But not in my temple
All the time
Can’t lose...
#confessional
#FeelingLost
#memories #SelfWorth
#memories #SelfWorth
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Bump on the belly
Bump on the belly
Sit and think about
What she goes through
Gestating creation in the womb
Nurturing maternal instincts
As I go about my business
My feet don’t swell
No morning sickness
Swimming in nausea
She’s a trooper
No complaints
If it was me I’d be
Screaming from the rooftops
Asking for help or some relief
She soldiers on
Says she’s fatiguing
On the couch for days
9 months on the rock pile
Producing Oscar winners
Or a astronaut exploring...
Sit and think about
What she goes through
Gestating creation in the womb
Nurturing maternal instincts
As I go about my business
My feet don’t swell
No morning sickness
Swimming in nausea
She’s a trooper
No complaints
If it was me I’d be
Screaming from the rooftops
Asking for help or some relief
She soldiers on
Says she’s fatiguing
On the couch for days
9 months on the rock pile
Producing Oscar winners
Or a astronaut exploring...
#children
#memories
#motherhood #responsibility
#motherhood #responsibility
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Trance Illuminated
I found suffering
from their sin
buried in pain
afforded by kin
carved into the past
future fails to begin
Vaguely asleep
barren dreaming
assuredly alive
but not gleaming
brutal existence
lacking meaning
Eyes closed tightly
yet unrested
any drifting
the mind contested
all this slumber
quite uninvested
Nonetheless prone
in sombre snooze
ignoring all sparks
meant to be cues
frozen lullabies
do not amuse
…
The past and present
now...
from their sin
buried in pain
afforded by kin
carved into the past
future fails to begin
Vaguely asleep
barren dreaming
assuredly alive
but not gleaming
brutal existence
lacking meaning
Eyes closed tightly
yet unrested
any drifting
the mind contested
all this slumber
quite uninvested
Nonetheless prone
in sombre snooze
ignoring all sparks
meant to be cues
frozen lullabies
do not amuse
…
The past and present
now...
#memories
#PersonalGrowth
#sleep
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THIS WORLD, HAS BECOME COLD
Here I am sitting here beside a warm fire watching the world, as it changes before my own eyes. YET it seems to become even more and more, aggressive with the passing of time. AS it gets colder as the days go by through the senseless, process of the motions of corruption and murder, leaving behind in it's wake of the dead bodies of memories, of yesterday of those who have gone goodbye. For sure I wonder will we survive, from the deepness of the raw and uncut actions. Just acts of betrayal from the government of UNTRUTH, that came with more lies and false promises. For will we have a better...
#emptiness
#FeelingLost
#memories
#SelfReflection
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Prison, here I come!

#confusion
#memories
#myself
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Seconds Seasons pass us
Pay attention to every second as the seasons pass among us look around at all of you
As leaves of time tell us it’s another year
Golden in the sun I feel like this is it
It’s our time our prophecy of reality
Count every blessing bestowed upon you
Time is our rival he never loses
Every laugh and every day that we’re together
On this big blue marble as the sun passes
Look around at all you love make sure you let them know
That time isn’t timeless this won’t go on forever
Reaper calls us when it’s our time
...
As leaves of time tell us it’s another year
Golden in the sun I feel like this is it
It’s our time our prophecy of reality
Count every blessing bestowed upon you
Time is our rival he never loses
Every laugh and every day that we’re together
On this big blue marble as the sun passes
Look around at all you love make sure you let them know
That time isn’t timeless this won’t go on forever
Reaper calls us when it’s our time
...
#courage
#family
#love #memories
#love #memories
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unmemories
I want you to be
my always, forever
not like in the photograph that doesn't exist
not like signing a card
just and simply mine
forever my always
not like remembering a photograph that doesn't exist
I want you to be, like this, always, for me, forever
like the sepia that replaces the blues
without a shadow of a doubt
like the scream bouncing off every wall
scandalously silent
I want you to be
my always, forever
my always, forever
not like in the photograph that doesn't exist
not like signing a card
just and simply mine
forever my always
not like remembering a photograph that doesn't exist
I want you to be, like this, always, for me, forever
like the sepia that replaces the blues
without a shadow of a doubt
like the scream bouncing off every wall
scandalously silent
I want you to be
my always, forever
#identity
#love
#memories
#mirror
#passion
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Memory of death
Once sanctuary.
The uninviting undertones bellow in mourning.
A soured fate.
They say the deads sleep is endless, as my toll chimes, wakeless.
Still unsighted eyes.
With sickly bloodshot yolk, cresting as if to rise reborn.
Tarnishing sleek silvered rumination, in anniversary of the best forgotten.
Another empty plot fills a space better kept for the rigid, the disciplined.
Hands worn of time for nothing other than keeping bones wrapped.
In unbound duty, spreading dirt, not to cover but expose.
Treadless stepping...
The uninviting undertones bellow in mourning.
A soured fate.
They say the deads sleep is endless, as my toll chimes, wakeless.
Still unsighted eyes.
With sickly bloodshot yolk, cresting as if to rise reborn.
Tarnishing sleek silvered rumination, in anniversary of the best forgotten.
Another empty plot fills a space better kept for the rigid, the disciplined.
Hands worn of time for nothing other than keeping bones wrapped.
In unbound duty, spreading dirt, not to cover but expose.
Treadless stepping...
#death
#memories
#sadness
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Let's Go
My girl is coming around,
I'm gonna meet her downtown
I think I'll find some action,
and get some satisfaction
So baby let's go,
you & I to dinner & a show
So baby let's go,
where the buildings are real tall, ya know
Remember that place on Main Street
We shared a malt, that was real neat
The dance hall was really ringing
Everyone was happy & screaming
So baby let's go,
you & I to dinner & a show
So baby let's go,
where the buildings are real tall,...
I'm gonna meet her downtown
I think I'll find some action,
and get some satisfaction
So baby let's go,
you & I to dinner & a show
So baby let's go,
where the buildings are real tall, ya know
Remember that place on Main Street
We shared a malt, that was real neat
The dance hall was really ringing
Everyone was happy & screaming
So baby let's go,
you & I to dinner & a show
So baby let's go,
where the buildings are real tall,...
#breakup
#girlfriend
#lyrics
#memories
#nostalgia
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Relinquish
Faith in myself
Is the only substance keeping me going in this waking hell
Held in a divine embrace
The world smudges into a blur as I wonder at my own pace.
I set off into the darkness to cast the divine light
I rose up from the ashes to continue the fight
Hazy dreams are all that remain
I no longer have the willpower to play this mind game.
Come and find me in your memories
I gave you life every time I’d bleed
My flesh and soul were offered willingly
Now you’re left with ashes and lost dreams.
Our connection had a...
Is the only substance keeping me going in this waking hell
Held in a divine embrace
The world smudges into a blur as I wonder at my own pace.
I set off into the darkness to cast the divine light
I rose up from the ashes to continue the fight
Hazy dreams are all that remain
I no longer have the willpower to play this mind game.
Come and find me in your memories
I gave you life every time I’d bleed
My flesh and soul were offered willingly
Now you’re left with ashes and lost dreams.
Our connection had a...
#bittersweet
#memories
#MovingOn
#rhyming
#separation
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