Poems About: MEMORY
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349.THE OTHER DAY
Memories are today burdening my heart
They are offering solace to memory archives
And are aerating dust saliva with laughter
Yet down low in my heart and soul read more »Aron Lelei
350.what i like from you
i like to think that you think that i am not at all serious about memories.
memories are not like seeds
they do not grow anywhere when thrown
memories are selective read more »RIC S. BASTASA
351.Separate Long Decades Have Passed
long decades have passed
polar ice caps keep melting
ghost years between all passed away read more »Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
To the loving memory of Shrii Shrii Anandamurtijii my spiritual guide.
Memories are not just memories,
which happiness or sorrow bring. read more »Roberto Echanes
'A dream lies dead here.'
(Dorothy Parker) read more »Lindemberg Pereira da Silva
354.La La Memories by Nadood
La la memories we had
Some were good, some were bad
But in this picture we had so much fun read more »nadood al ND
355.How I Felt
Remarkable times together,
wonderful conversations spoken,
and your face lingering in my
mind are what make those memories devine. read more »Tessa Eichhorst
356.One Second Behind(for Junie)
places it perfectly read more »Dónall Dempsey
357.I'm memories addicted
Memories are my only reason to live...
Memories are the only thing that you give …
Tell me when I can be delivered from this hallucination …
Even I run away, I return to the same station... read more »Hope Light
Memories of us, memories of you, memories of me.
Oh, how I wish it would go back to how it use to be.
Remembering how we were, you and I through good and bad. read more »Tina Dang
You and I with memories in a frame
On top of my TV I look at us everyday
Remembering ever thing we ever shared read more »Kyle Robichaud
360.With Me Now Just A Memory
With me now just a memory but memories with us remain
In the heavy rains of late Winter the female frog lay in the drain
Her eggs like crystal lumps of jelly from which her tadpoles hatched out
And all around their watery home they wriggled all about. read more »Francis Duggan