Memories Poem by Vladimir Marku

Memories

Rating: 5.0


The sun plunging behind the horizon
The sea wild for missing its warmth
The memories linger like a painting
Nothing goes waste, it's growth.

Friday, July 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: destiny,memories,smile
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Subhas Chandra Chakra 08 July 2016

The sea wild for missing its warmth The memories linger like a painting Nothing goes waste, it's growth. Beautiful poem. Short and nice.

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