Memories

Sushant94 on Jan 29, 2010

Tags: memories, memory, missing you, poem, teen age

Title says it all!

As I look through my album
as I turn the pages
it defines my life
in all my stages

All that I had was you
all I found was you
Tears fall down on seeing you
Because all my memories had you

How we laughed
How we cried together
How we shared
How we let go never

All the times of my care
all the times of misery
All the times of your care
all the times of our heartfelt injury

The foolery we did
The warm talks
The cheering jokes
The long walks

It has all dissapeared
all scraped and kept aside
in my photo album
catching my tears inside

My life had just you
the memories look so beautiful as new
My heart had you since I was born
Now where have you gone?
Where have you gone? …

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qasimdharamsy on Jan 29, 2010
Nice one…I enjoyed it….
giftarist on Jan 29, 2010
Great, I like this piece very much!
LOVELYHONEY on Jan 29, 2010
is it the end

so sad what

has to be has to be

god bless thee
lh
Night Story on Jan 29, 2010
How beautiful this was. Very good.
LOVELYHONEY on Jan 29, 2010
The journey of life
Always ends up that way
No one has ever come
Or was born
For ever to stay

Life’s edge is written for everyone
When one will roll over
Can say none
But the inevitability of life
We have to face
And one day,
Some day
L.H.’s snap too
In the album of your life
You will have to also place.

You are very young
The roads are long
Your journey has just begun.
What’ll you do?
When I too am gone
That day is not too far away
Who can say?
It could be just today.

Wipe off your tears and pray
That your loved one
Had a rollicking time
With you
All this life\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’s way

lh lh lh
8Shei8 on Jan 29, 2010
A beautiful write as always
Jenilia12 on Jan 29, 2010
great writing….go ahead..
fragile18 on Jan 29, 2010
nice one!
albert1jemi on Jan 30, 2010
great share
Inna Tysoe on Jan 30, 2010
good one
Angela Ohm on Jan 30, 2010
This is beautiful…keep writing
Neva Flores on Jan 30, 2010
A stepping stone, grasp and learn and remember. Heartbreak, especially your first never leaves your heart but grows less painful in time. So surprising when that new and more befitting love appears to take the place of that empty hole in your heart.
LoveDoctor on Jan 31, 2010
Great poem. It’s the journey of life.

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