My memories with you - a poem



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

Comments

  1. Vinay Leo R.6 October 2014 at 22:07

    I wonder why she burned her diary... and felt her future was last after she did. Interesting take on the topic :)

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    1. Nimi Arora28 October 2014 at 08:51

      Thanks... It is her end that has him thinking he will lose all his memories when he loses her...

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  2. kaykuala10 October 2014 at 08:37

    It is a healthy thing to have retained memories of someone special despite having experienced not so smooth a road along the way! Nicely Nimi!

    Hank

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    1. Nimi Arora28 October 2014 at 08:52

      Thanks Hank... that is the best way to live - to remember the good, and forget the bad...

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  3. AuraOfThoughts MeenalSonal11 October 2014 at 11:10

    Nice poetry. I like the line "The goodbye coming all too near No image can capture this air". It says so much.

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  4. Pavil12 October 2014 at 00:23

    No matter what.....we keep going down the memory lane....Nice poem.

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    1. Nimi Arora28 October 2014 at 08:54

      After all, our past makes us what we are today...

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  5. the factfiction14 October 2014 at 20:47

    a beautifully worded poetry...it is an art to put a whole lot of meaning in just a few words.

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  6. Indrani16 October 2014 at 09:29

    Very well woven words.
    Glad I stopped to read this.

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    1. Nimi Arora28 October 2014 at 08:55

      Thanks a lot for the beautiful comment, Indrani...

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  7. Bhavani Nandan16 October 2014 at 11:37

    Beautiful...!!

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  8. Datta Ghosh16 October 2014 at 11:57

    Beautifully conveyed....down the memory lane we always go

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    1. Nimi Arora28 October 2014 at 08:56

      Thanks Datta.
      Memories have the ability to make us... and break us too...

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  9. Madhusudan Mahawar16 October 2014 at 22:37

    beautiful words!

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