Poems About Memories Seeking Honest Critique
#memories
Poems about memories seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
15th Jul 2024 10:45am
15th Jul 2024 10:45am
One Time Only
We were all young at one time
Memories return, trapped within the mind
The youth can't relate to these feelings
Decades have passed, never revealing
A time when innocence was accepted
Happiness now is neglected
As we become older, that spark takes time to ignite
Never forget who you are, always shine ever so bright
Don't let your past disappear
Stay young and vibrant, each and every year
Memories return, trapped within the mind
The youth can't relate to these feelings
Decades have passed, never revealing
A time when innocence was accepted
Happiness now is neglected
As we become older, that spark takes time to ignite
Never forget who you are, always shine ever so bright
Don't let your past disappear
Stay young and vibrant, each and every year
#happiness
#loneliness
#memories #teens
#memories #teens
159 reads
8 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
15th Jul 2024 8:18am
15th Jul 2024 8:18am
how awkwardly we learned
a sonnet
“Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around
once in a while, you could miss it.”—Ferris Bueller
(Matthew Broderick) in Ferris Bueller's Day Off
was it not yesterday we played hopscotch,
and scrambled up the sweetwood tree, to watch
the pea doves coif their nests and lay their eggs,
and hide their little ones between their legs?
serenity slept at the river’s edge,
oblivious to random plea and pledge
our childhood passions wove into the dreams
we...
“Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around
once in a while, you could miss it.”—Ferris Bueller
(Matthew Broderick) in Ferris Bueller's Day Off
was it not yesterday we played hopscotch,
and scrambled up the sweetwood tree, to watch
the pea doves coif their nests and lay their eggs,
and hide their little ones between their legs?
serenity slept at the river’s edge,
oblivious to random plea and pledge
our childhood passions wove into the dreams
we...
#aging
#childhood
#learning
#memories
#SelfDiscovery
135 reads
0 Comments
javalini
Poem Published
11th Jul 2024 4:03pm
11th Jul 2024 4:03pm
SMALL
how small we were
in this big world,
two weeds
in god's plush green garden
and almost broke,
and that goddamned truck
dead in the driveway
needing a battery
needing brakes
needing a new transmission
and frank had that kia he'd sell cheap
another piece of crap
to work on
and how we owed the hospital
more'n we'd ever have
and duct taped everything broken
and perused the markdown for meat
and the goodwill for treasure
or just for clothes that fit
and how good that shit looked on you
and goddamn ...
in this big world,
two weeds
in god's plush green garden
and almost broke,
and that goddamned truck
dead in the driveway
needing a battery
needing brakes
needing a new transmission
and frank had that kia he'd sell cheap
another piece of crap
to work on
and how we owed the hospital
more'n we'd ever have
and duct taped everything broken
and perused the markdown for meat
and the goodwill for treasure
or just for clothes that fit
and how good that shit looked on you
and goddamn ...
#happiness
#love
#memories
146 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
10th Jul 2024 1:20pm
10th Jul 2024 1:20pm
Face eaters
Mirrors devour faces...
are a memory glitch.
Are the absence of a sacred heart
after the procession and flowers
crushed by the feet of those who have faith.
Sacrosanct perdition at the foot of the altar
where nothing can be heard,
where nothing happened!
A dead memory
in underground databases.
Mirrors are elephant cemeteries.
we all march, barefoot,
over the shards of the crystal self...
shattered and unfiltered,
devouring our own faces.
Idiosyncratic nudity of those who remain silent
and let the...
are a memory glitch.
Are the absence of a sacred heart
after the procession and flowers
crushed by the feet of those who have faith.
Sacrosanct perdition at the foot of the altar
where nothing can be heard,
where nothing happened!
A dead memory
in underground databases.
Mirrors are elephant cemeteries.
we all march, barefoot,
over the shards of the crystal self...
shattered and unfiltered,
devouring our own faces.
Idiosyncratic nudity of those who remain silent
and let the...
#death
#lies
#memories
#mirror
#nostalgia
138 reads
2 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
10th Jul 2024 00:14am
10th Jul 2024 00:14am
play it again, sam
like watching old repeats on
the television, they
bring back memories, like when I was younger
I used to buy records,
which I listened to more than once
the television, they
bring back memories, like when I was younger
I used to buy records,
which I listened to more than once
#memories
118 reads
2 Comments
Just-Rob
Poem Published
9th Jul 2024 3:29am
9th Jul 2024 3:29am
All That Remains
Its better to have loved and lost
Then to have never loved at all
Thats bullshit
Nothing more than a feel good line
A weak attempt to soften the blow
Something only people who have lost would say
Could understand the need for
Whats better is the dream
The hope of what might be
The desire behind it all
That is better than losing love
I had love
I had my dream
I know what its like
That knowing is what makes losing it unbearable
I wish I hadn't loved
That I didn't experience my...
Then to have never loved at all
Thats bullshit
Nothing more than a feel good line
A weak attempt to soften the blow
Something only people who have lost would say
Could understand the need for
Whats better is the dream
The hope of what might be
The desire behind it all
That is better than losing love
I had love
I had my dream
I know what its like
That knowing is what makes losing it unbearable
I wish I hadn't loved
That I didn't experience my...
#family
#grief
#love
#memories
#regret
285 reads
4 Comments
copingwithwords__
Poem Published
6th Jul 2024 8:54pm
6th Jul 2024 8:54pm
the child i didn’t get to be
i yearn the child
i didn’t get to be
i yearn being wild
and jumping over waves in the sea
i yearn being soft
and not being handicapped
my confidence was swarfed
til my patience snapped
i never got to be a child
at seven, i needed to be a grown up
now, the adult can’t be exiled
but with my lost childhood i can try and catch up
see me win back my never-ending smile
despite fighting diagnoses and dark days
stuffed animals, photos and memories i compile
and i begin to see my life through a childlike gaze
i didn’t get to be
i yearn being wild
and jumping over waves in the sea
i yearn being soft
and not being handicapped
my confidence was swarfed
til my patience snapped
i never got to be a child
at seven, i needed to be a grown up
now, the adult can’t be exiled
but with my lost childhood i can try and catch up
see me win back my never-ending smile
despite fighting diagnoses and dark days
stuffed animals, photos and memories i compile
and i begin to see my life through a childlike gaze
#aging
#childhood
#memories
#suffering
#teens
261 reads
4 Comments
goflow_BuddyReaux
Buddy Reaux
Buddy Reaux
Poem Published
4th Jul 2024 9:17pm
4th Jul 2024 9:17pm
Church Pew
I remember sitting in that church pew
Looking over at you
Single tear falling down your face
Never fully aware of what you were going through
And the pain you had to endure
I’m sure in a different time and place
Circumstances would be different
Don’t you feel like something is missing
From your heart
Because I feel the void in mine
Funny how your pain ran so deep that it became mine.
Now you’re gone and it’s fine
Still even with all these thoughts on my mind
I feel I can find the strength to forgive
But...
Looking over at you
Single tear falling down your face
Never fully aware of what you were going through
And the pain you had to endure
I’m sure in a different time and place
Circumstances would be different
Don’t you feel like something is missing
From your heart
Because I feel the void in mine
Funny how your pain ran so deep that it became mine.
Now you’re gone and it’s fine
Still even with all these thoughts on my mind
I feel I can find the strength to forgive
But...
#memories
151 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2024 10:29pm
3rd Jul 2024 10:29pm
Memories Of You
Old flames never die
Something will ignite the past
Thoughts of you I love
Something will ignite the past
Thoughts of you I love
#haiku
#love
#memories
161 reads
12 Comments
Just-Rob
Poem Published
29th Jun 2024 3:49am
29th Jun 2024 3:49am
I Was Never Here
Maybe you thought you saw me
But I was never here at all
Perhaps all I've ever really been
Is some writing on the wall
An echo of pain bouncing around
Looking for an escape
Trauma and sorrow from deep in the void
Briefly able to take shape
A disembodied voice you might have heard
A whisper that came from the dark
Passing through these halls unseen
While barely leaving a mark
Quickly forgotten and written off
As nothing more than a trick of the mind
Fading away with the passing...
But I was never here at all
Perhaps all I've ever really been
Is some writing on the wall
An echo of pain bouncing around
Looking for an escape
Trauma and sorrow from deep in the void
Briefly able to take shape
A disembodied voice you might have heard
A whisper that came from the dark
Passing through these halls unseen
While barely leaving a mark
Quickly forgotten and written off
As nothing more than a trick of the mind
Fading away with the passing...
#ghosts
#memories
#myself
224 reads
6 Comments
VictorDLopez
Poem Published
28th Jun 2024 6:38pm
28th Jun 2024 6:38pm
I Write, Therefore I Live . . . Again (poem)
Spent three nights this week
Living in 1987
Immersed in both joy and sorrow
Long suppressed
Writing a novel
Of fact made fiction
Relived a critical year
Writing of my former self
Three nights spent towards the end
At my keyboard
Not my bed
Until 8:00 a.m. and 10:00 a.m.
Then two or three hours of sleep
And back to weaving again
A renewed tapestry
From frayed and broken threads
The heart remembers
What the mind would hide
Old wounds thought healed
Begin to bleed again
...
Living in 1987
Immersed in both joy and sorrow
Long suppressed
Writing a novel
Of fact made fiction
Relived a critical year
Writing of my former self
Three nights spent towards the end
At my keyboard
Not my bed
Until 8:00 a.m. and 10:00 a.m.
Then two or three hours of sleep
And back to weaving again
A renewed tapestry
From frayed and broken threads
The heart remembers
What the mind would hide
Old wounds thought healed
Begin to bleed again
...
#historical
#LifeAsAWriter
#memories
168 reads
5 Comments
Just-Rob
Poem Published
27th Jun 2024 6:09pm
27th Jun 2024 6:09pm
It Isn't Me
I want to disappear to some faraway place
Just get up and go and not leave a trace
No forwarding address for me to be found
Break free from the ties and be no longer bound
Alone as ive always been, nobody should care
If they do come looking I wouldn't be there
Off in the unknown Id be happy and free
Nowhere at all is where I want to be
A hint of a memory lost in the years
A piece of nostalgia hidden in tears
A faint thought of missing in somebodys mind
A feeling of loss that can't be defined
...
Just get up and go and not leave a trace
No forwarding address for me to be found
Break free from the ties and be no longer bound
Alone as ive always been, nobody should care
If they do come looking I wouldn't be there
Off in the unknown Id be happy and free
Nowhere at all is where I want to be
A hint of a memory lost in the years
A piece of nostalgia hidden in tears
A faint thought of missing in somebodys mind
A feeling of loss that can't be defined
...
#escape
#freedom
#memories
296 reads
6 Comments
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