Popular Poems About Memories
#memories
Popular poems about memories. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
The View From My Window
The September wind pushes the tree branches as they yield and sway, joyfully.
I sit quietly.
The dry leaves scatter like the goodbyes
of an old woman ready to leave this life.
The wind beckons the crisp fall air as if to say,
"Go to the place of your dreams with peace"
The streetlights' glow tell me it's either evening or morning.
But what do they know?
Birds sing with their wings dancing in the light.
The glimmer allows me to unfold a memory
I've tucked away in the hope chest of my heart
I look to the...
I sit quietly.
The dry leaves scatter like the goodbyes
of an old woman ready to leave this life.
The wind beckons the crisp fall air as if to say,
"Go to the place of your dreams with peace"
The streetlights' glow tell me it's either evening or morning.
But what do they know?
Birds sing with their wings dancing in the light.
The glimmer allows me to unfold a memory
I've tucked away in the hope chest of my heart
I look to the...
#sadness
#memories
#illness
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13 Comments
The Mind Forgets, The Heart Remembers
Lifeless memories.
Ones that are dead yet linger.
With their haunted groan.
Ones that are dead yet linger.
With their haunted groan.
#heartbroken
#memories
73 reads
15 Comments
crushed cookies
14 of 30
she used to look at me like she hated me
...my mother's mother...
wanted to erase my existence from her reality
mom always said it was all in my head
...that I was just being too sensitive
{I got that a lot growing up...}
until one holiday when I was 15
that woman sent a box of presents
lovely wrapped packages for mom & my sister
...complete with shimmery bows & pretty labels
each of them receiving warm fluffy robes
{they even had big pockets!}
...& matching slippers for them both ...
she used to look at me like she hated me
...my mother's mother...
wanted to erase my existence from her reality
mom always said it was all in my head
...that I was just being too sensitive
{I got that a lot growing up...}
until one holiday when I was 15
that woman sent a box of presents
lovely wrapped packages for mom & my sister
...complete with shimmery bows & pretty labels
each of them receiving warm fluffy robes
{they even had big pockets!}
...& matching slippers for them both ...
#hate
#rejection
#memories
#disappointment
#NaPoWriMo2024
58 reads
12 Comments
The [K]news
I..wanted to fuck
but needed..craved a something
..more
my dick was hard AF
...yet...I was not turned on
I saw the future...right then and there
...saw how....
our out-come read
like an old wet newspaper
..our sex laid to rest in obituary sections
forgettable...
...another nameless night
flameless
nothing to report here
....no burning going on whatsoever
no yearning for what's next...outside of
...just another random late night text
wha cha doin? ...
but needed..craved a something
..more
my dick was hard AF
...yet...I was not turned on
I saw the future...right then and there
...saw how....
our out-come read
like an old wet newspaper
..our sex laid to rest in obituary sections
forgettable...
...another nameless night
flameless
nothing to report here
....no burning going on whatsoever
no yearning for what's next...outside of
...just another random late night text
wha cha doin? ...
#emptiness
#memories
117 reads
6 Comments
Random Ramblins #11 - 1980
1980; I remember John Lennon being shot,
My parents cried,
It was the first time I seen grownups cry;
It was a moment of confusion, and deep despair,
My dad pulled me aside, kneeling down, he talked to me;
I ask why everyone is sad, and crying,
For I never seen my parents, or my Tia’s and Tio’s cry before,
He said the world changed, the world is changing, now,
They had just shot someone very special, like in the movies,
And everything is different now,
With John gone, a dream is gone now too,
A movement and a vision for a more...
My parents cried,
It was the first time I seen grownups cry;
It was a moment of confusion, and deep despair,
My dad pulled me aside, kneeling down, he talked to me;
I ask why everyone is sad, and crying,
For I never seen my parents, or my Tia’s and Tio’s cry before,
He said the world changed, the world is changing, now,
They had just shot someone very special, like in the movies,
And everything is different now,
With John gone, a dream is gone now too,
A movement and a vision for a more...
#memories
79 reads
5 Comments
Sacred Pendulum
At times I find myself feeling like Rapunzel
Trapped within the confines
Of an asphyxiating mind
Held captive by a unique brand of social dogma
Bewitched by beliefs that did not
Serve me well in the end
Leaving me so cold and lonely
This Ice Queen severely yearns for the return
Of her Fire Lord and his traveling horde of emotions
Forever gaslighting then love bombing
Toxic AF but true to the man that he is..unabashed
Spreading my legs..crash testing me nightly
I ache to...
Trapped within the confines
Of an asphyxiating mind
Held captive by a unique brand of social dogma
Bewitched by beliefs that did not
Serve me well in the end
Leaving me so cold and lonely
This Ice Queen severely yearns for the return
Of her Fire Lord and his traveling horde of emotions
Forever gaslighting then love bombing
Toxic AF but true to the man that he is..unabashed
Spreading my legs..crash testing me nightly
I ache to...
#lover
#memories
#passion
198 reads
4 Comments
Eternal Shadows
Not proud of my past
New job, home, city & state
It all comes with you
New job, home, city & state
It all comes with you
#haiku
#LifeStruggles
#memories
49 reads
12 Comments
Vanished Thoughts
Like old photographs,
memories fade over time
Part of me has died
memories fade over time
Part of me has died
#haiku
#memories
55 reads
8 Comments
always was, always will be
It always was, it always will be.
Who am I now?
Much different than the girl
Back there?
Isn’t that part of the fear –
To find I’d barely changed, barely grown
Despite the years, and the tears –
Stagnant.
Dead at whatever.
Go back, Carole King,
Florence and The Machine - “how could anything bad ever happen to you?”
Indeed, Selene, what the fuck, Selene –
Baby Selene, Teen Selene and her
Florence and The Machine,
I’m so sorry, darling.
Twirl around in your dreams,...
Who am I now?
Much different than the girl
Back there?
Isn’t that part of the fear –
To find I’d barely changed, barely grown
Despite the years, and the tears –
Stagnant.
Dead at whatever.
Go back, Carole King,
Florence and The Machine - “how could anything bad ever happen to you?”
Indeed, Selene, what the fuck, Selene –
Baby Selene, Teen Selene and her
Florence and The Machine,
I’m so sorry, darling.
Twirl around in your dreams,...
#depression
#identity
#confessional
#memories
#SelfReflection
113 reads
6 Comments
A Memory Rings
When silence sings
A memory rings
A heart springs
And words wear wings
*****
I compose my rhapsody
Passionate and full of melody
With shades of artistic unity
Satiated with peaceful beauty
*****
There’s a poem in your eyes
Raw feelings of Nature ties
And all the wonder it implies
Your verses in my mind I eternize
*****
Your hidden rainbows of the mind
To every single hue I relate and bind
A magic wave of wand, one of a kind
A treasure of human nature is mined
***** ...
A memory rings
A heart springs
And words wear wings
*****
I compose my rhapsody
Passionate and full of melody
With shades of artistic unity
Satiated with peaceful beauty
*****
There’s a poem in your eyes
Raw feelings of Nature ties
And all the wonder it implies
Your verses in my mind I eternize
*****
Your hidden rainbows of the mind
To every single hue I relate and bind
A magic wave of wand, one of a kind
A treasure of human nature is mined
***** ...
#memories
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
84 reads
11 Comments
Glimpses of a Time Fading
I went to church every Sunday
worked my hands to the bones
made good money
bought me and my wife a home
we had big dreams
most of them fell short
rented an R.V.
was gonna travel the roads
too many responsibilities
set that on the back burner
got into politics
voted conservative like my father
no one is ever prepared for tragedy
lost my job, my dog
tried to keep it together
but nothing seemed to go right
worked a few dead end jobs
never got far
it's hard to start over when you're older
took...
worked my hands to the bones
made good money
bought me and my wife a home
we had big dreams
most of them fell short
rented an R.V.
was gonna travel the roads
too many responsibilities
set that on the back burner
got into politics
voted conservative like my father
no one is ever prepared for tragedy
lost my job, my dog
tried to keep it together
but nothing seemed to go right
worked a few dead end jobs
never got far
it's hard to start over when you're older
took...
#TruthOfLife
#memories
#aging
113 reads
5 Comments
my uncle and the snake
once while
swimming,
my uncle
was bit
by
a snake,
the snake
developed
acute alcohol
poisoning
and died.
swimming,
my uncle
was bit
by
a snake,
the snake
developed
acute alcohol
poisoning
and died.
#family
#water
#memories
84 reads
6 Comments
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