This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 49; the forty-ninth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write.
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Your face
key to my past
Each expression
an experience portrayed
Memories abound
as I look at you
The goodbye
coming all too near
No image
can capture this air
My memoirs
about to be lost to fire
You left
my future is lost
I ache more
so is my past
I stare
wanting to preserve you
My guide
to go down the memory lane
I wonder why she burned her diary... and felt her future was last after she did. Interesting take on the topic :)
ReplyDeleteThanks... It is her end that has him thinking he will lose all his memories when he loses her...
DeleteIt is a healthy thing to have retained memories of someone special despite having experienced not so smooth a road along the way! Nicely Nimi!
ReplyDeleteHank
Thanks Hank... that is the best way to live - to remember the good, and forget the bad...
DeleteNice poetry. I like the line "The goodbye coming all too near No image can capture this air". It says so much.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Meenal...
DeleteNo matter what.....we keep going down the memory lane....Nice poem.
ReplyDeleteAfter all, our past makes us what we are today...
Deletea beautifully worded poetry...it is an art to put a whole lot of meaning in just a few words.
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot. I try :)
DeleteVery well woven words.
ReplyDeleteGlad I stopped to read this.
Thanks a lot for the beautiful comment, Indrani...
DeleteBeautiful...!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Bhavani... I am glad you like it!
DeleteBeautifully conveyed....down the memory lane we always go
ReplyDeleteThanks Datta.
DeleteMemories have the ability to make us... and break us too...
beautiful words!
ReplyDeleteThanks Madhusudan...
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