Popular Poems About Memories
#memories
Popular poems about memories. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 8:21pm
30th Mar 2025 8:21pm
Deep Within
As my mind reflects
voices from within
tell me to soul search
a personal energy
that resonates
changing my perspective
as multiple beings
alert me when my time will end
voices from within
tell me to soul search
a personal energy
that resonates
changing my perspective
as multiple beings
alert me when my time will end
#death
#identity
#memories
142 reads
12 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 2:32pm
1st Apr 2025 2:32pm
Sepia tone
I remember our love
in sepia tone
Rustic and raw pictures
of our beautiful memories
playing in my mind.
The rugged and worn off edges
of photos of our togetherness
...of moments timeless,
as if a continuum-
beginning from infinity
when stars blossomed into life;
a phantasmagoria of
smiles and tears
rainbows and rain,
ebbing and flowing
with the passage of time
like a dream within a dream
embedded in my soul...
Though you aren't here
your absence can't consume me
...this...
in sepia tone
Rustic and raw pictures
of our beautiful memories
playing in my mind.
The rugged and worn off edges
of photos of our togetherness
...of moments timeless,
as if a continuum-
beginning from infinity
when stars blossomed into life;
a phantasmagoria of
smiles and tears
rainbows and rain,
ebbing and flowing
with the passage of time
like a dream within a dream
embedded in my soul...
Though you aren't here
your absence can't consume me
...this...
#death
#hope
#love
#memories
#stars
141 reads
9 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2025 00:51am
22nd Apr 2025 00:51am
Disappearing memories
They're the enemies of the mind
Trapped in the memory spectrum
No escape can I find
I'm always returning from the same old journeys
Every time they manage to break me
They steal my every heartbeat
Pain, anger, fear, a medley
Memory of them so bitter, so sweet
Every night the pictures I see
A painful tear never meant to be
Is only a memory of loss to me
I feel no remorse for leaving them behind
This downfall was their own fault
Bygone and existent, and imminent are now entwined
Forgetting them became my...
Trapped in the memory spectrum
No escape can I find
I'm always returning from the same old journeys
Every time they manage to break me
They steal my every heartbeat
Pain, anger, fear, a medley
Memory of them so bitter, so sweet
Every night the pictures I see
A painful tear never meant to be
Is only a memory of loss to me
I feel no remorse for leaving them behind
This downfall was their own fault
Bygone and existent, and imminent are now entwined
Forgetting them became my...
#memories
#MentalHealth
#sadness
78 reads
10 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 6:50am
1st Apr 2025 6:50am
Lost...Somewhere in Time
Those late night tunes can get us lost
Somewhere in time
When the mind wanders into some forgotten places
Reliving moments briefly
As if they were just yesterday
Them lyrics can turn back the clock
And unlock memories
The details are ghostly caresses on the mind’s eye
Longing for just tiny piece
Just to ease the ache
The melodies can surge an energy
A restless fantasy revived
When “could have beens” burn like whiskey straight up
Going down smooth
To make the yearning numb
These songs can take you...
Somewhere in time
When the mind wanders into some forgotten places
Reliving moments briefly
As if they were just yesterday
Them lyrics can turn back the clock
And unlock memories
The details are ghostly caresses on the mind’s eye
Longing for just tiny piece
Just to ease the ache
The melodies can surge an energy
A restless fantasy revived
When “could have beens” burn like whiskey straight up
Going down smooth
To make the yearning numb
These songs can take you...
#memories
#music
#nostalgia #WritingPoetry
#nostalgia #WritingPoetry
115 reads
8 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
9th Apr 2025 3:03am
9th Apr 2025 3:03am
Me, Part 3: Swim team and Mrs Lee
In those days,
really little kids were allowed to walk places
alone.
It must have taken at least a half-hour
to get to the pool.
Morning practice and lessons,
home for lunch,
then back all afternoon for free swim and another practice –
What a glorious life
for two months of the year!
The rest of the time
was more like jail or a morgue.
Mrs Lee kept the curtains closed tight
lest children get distracted
by signs of life.
Obviously not content with her existence,
she was determined to take us...
really little kids were allowed to walk places
alone.
It must have taken at least a half-hour
to get to the pool.
Morning practice and lessons,
home for lunch,
then back all afternoon for free swim and another practice –
What a glorious life
for two months of the year!
The rest of the time
was more like jail or a morgue.
Mrs Lee kept the curtains closed tight
lest children get distracted
by signs of life.
Obviously not content with her existence,
she was determined to take us...
#childhood
#memories
62 reads
4 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
6th Apr 2025 11:23am
6th Apr 2025 11:23am
Touch
A touch can last
like the mark left
by a searing branding iron,
and every touch that follows
will burn through to the marrow,
leaving only aversion.
like the mark left
by a searing branding iron,
and every touch that follows
will burn through to the marrow,
leaving only aversion.
#fear
#hurt
#memories #violence
#memories #violence
104 reads
Lilliputian
Poem Published
12th Apr 2025 4:27pm
12th Apr 2025 4:27pm
Their Bed Chamber
I’m not sure when it all began,
if time drew its sharp blade
and split apart the fine string
tying them together,
or maybe none was ever made.
But since the first blink I can remember,
lying in the dark,
I could hear the silence creeping
through the cracks in the walls
from their bed chamber.
And when the sun came through,
I could then see the regret behind their eyes,
as if two strangers shared
a roof and a contract
with no rubber stamp to seal their choice.
if time drew its sharp blade
and split apart the fine string
tying them together,
or maybe none was ever made.
But since the first blink I can remember,
lying in the dark,
I could hear the silence creeping
through the cracks in the walls
from their bed chamber.
And when the sun came through,
I could then see the regret behind their eyes,
as if two strangers shared
a roof and a contract
with no rubber stamp to seal their choice.
#apathy
#conflict
#memories #parent
#memories #parent
80 reads
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
26th Apr 2025 4:35am
26th Apr 2025 4:35am
how to steal a necklace
One
The first thing to remember
is that here
everyone is out for themselves
altruism doesn't exist
nothing is for free
Everytime I stay to drink
smoke free weed
I know I'll end up
in someone's bed
Getting off is never a guarantee
and I don't generally care
as long as I can get high
space out
spin out
laugh into the abyss
as my reflection shoots me
confused glances in a filmy mirror
Here I'm not really me
here I'm not really anyone
here I'm a version of...
The first thing to remember
is that here
everyone is out for themselves
altruism doesn't exist
nothing is for free
Everytime I stay to drink
smoke free weed
I know I'll end up
in someone's bed
Getting off is never a guarantee
and I don't generally care
as long as I can get high
space out
spin out
laugh into the abyss
as my reflection shoots me
confused glances in a filmy mirror
Here I'm not really me
here I'm not really anyone
here I'm a version of...
#memories
#narrative
70 reads
2 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
29th Mar 2025 6:38am
29th Mar 2025 6:38am
just another bad night...
some nights sit like a hippo on the chest
slumber disturbed
by hauntings believed to be...laid to rest
as internal screams still echo into heavy darkness
drowning out the thundering of heart
trying to still stuttering breaths
odd how surprising familiar can seem
when the mind is focused on other things
until we relax & let down our guard
& there they are
demons still waiting
hovering in the edges of sight
only peripherally noticed
hence...I sit here scribbling of old issues
when I...
slumber disturbed
by hauntings believed to be...laid to rest
as internal screams still echo into heavy darkness
drowning out the thundering of heart
trying to still stuttering breaths
odd how surprising familiar can seem
when the mind is focused on other things
until we relax & let down our guard
& there they are
demons still waiting
hovering in the edges of sight
only peripherally noticed
hence...I sit here scribbling of old issues
when I...
#confessional
#memories
#nightmares
125 reads
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 10:31pm
11th Apr 2025 10:31pm
Homophonically speaking
Do you remember those days that past in a daze;
those nights when, like a knight, you swept me up in your arms?
After dessert, we'd watch as our friends would desert the dance floor.
We whirled around, you and me, alone in our own little world.
It didn't take two too much effort to tango back in those days -
through our youth, when we threw our most elaborate moves.
Our hearts and souls connected through the soles of our feet.
Here and now, I hear that familiar musical strain, curling around my ears
and I wonder whether we could weather an impromptu...
those nights when, like a knight, you swept me up in your arms?
After dessert, we'd watch as our friends would desert the dance floor.
We whirled around, you and me, alone in our own little world.
It didn't take two too much effort to tango back in those days -
through our youth, when we threw our most elaborate moves.
Our hearts and souls connected through the soles of our feet.
Here and now, I hear that familiar musical strain, curling around my ears
and I wonder whether we could weather an impromptu...
#dance
#love
#memories #nostalgia
#memories #nostalgia
100 reads
4 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2025 3:32am
22nd Apr 2025 3:32am
Friend Crush
Why do you have to be so cool?
Like that guy
whose reputation arrived first
when my cool friend from New York
told me about her new crush.
He was instantly cool by association.
Unapproachable.
I was certain to say something stupid
reveal myself as a poseur
in the face of his intimidating
punk
silence.
But then we met,
and I got to know him through long chats
backstage at high school musical rehearsals
and he was so very
normal,
insecure, even – which made him...
Like that guy
whose reputation arrived first
when my cool friend from New York
told me about her new crush.
He was instantly cool by association.
Unapproachable.
I was certain to say something stupid
reveal myself as a poseur
in the face of his intimidating
punk
silence.
But then we met,
and I got to know him through long chats
backstage at high school musical rehearsals
and he was so very
normal,
insecure, even – which made him...
#friendship
#hurt
#love #memories
#love #memories
78 reads
3 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
7th Apr 2025 3:40am
7th Apr 2025 3:40am
Velvet Knight
I wanted to be a better musician
But my insecurities had me frozen
I wanted to prove to myself that I was just a good
By my fear was making a fool out of myself
So I practiced and practiced and practiced
It got to the point that I could feel each pulse
Each rudiment felt like it was in slow motion
My skill had reached a new height
But still there was more to learn
It was when a group of us wanted to audition
That I again froze
I knew I had it in me
Just maybe
But now I’ll just never know
Instead I picked...
But my insecurities had me frozen
I wanted to prove to myself that I was just a good
By my fear was making a fool out of myself
So I practiced and practiced and practiced
It got to the point that I could feel each pulse
Each rudiment felt like it was in slow motion
My skill had reached a new height
But still there was more to learn
It was when a group of us wanted to audition
That I again froze
I knew I had it in me
Just maybe
But now I’ll just never know
Instead I picked...
#memories
#music
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#WritingPoetry
83 reads
4 Comments
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