'White Pages In A Autumn' Poem by Lindemberg Pereira da Silva

'White Pages In A Autumn'

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They are just memories
Not more than memories
Like a old song
Which no one
no longer hear.
They are just fallen leaves
From the dead tree
Which no longer live.
They are just a nightmare
That left so many fears
In a broken heart.
They are just memories
not more than memories
You and me -
White Pages In a Autumn.


We were just two dates
In some dark street
Hearts burning in love.
Dreaming eternity -
Where we can live
Our love.
The rain and the storm
Came after us
Left us on the ground
(Tryin' to find ourselves) .
Love isn't always a dream
That's what it taught us
Sometimes, it needs to see the reality.

They are just memories
not more than memories
You and me -
White Pages in a Autumn.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Emilie DeVere 14 October 2009

Things that passed can never return quite the same. You've done a good job catching that on paper. You should spell check your work more carefully, there's a couple of grammatical errors. I'm a perfectionist though, so probably it's just me that even noticed them. Overall, very well done, keep writing, Emilie

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Sandra Fowler 12 October 2009

What once was and can never quite be again is beautifully expressed in these elegiac lines. Your title is perfect for the content of your poem. Warm wishes, Sandra

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