Category: remember
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Walking On Sand
The ducks swayed in Lake Michigan Underneath a starry sky And the ground gave way under our feet Do you remember the night we walked on the sand? I was your woman You was my man I loved you But failed to understand That being together wasn’t your plan Because you was a ladies man…
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Short Thought: Better Off
They want to be remembered. Even if they’re better off forgotten. Best Regards, Ayesha
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Remember Me
Underneath the velour The pearly, whites that shine like glittering snow Is a heart that desires a warmth That few people will ever come to know Is a small, distant flame of hope That flickers even when I feel low And though I know I may likely never see you again Still, in my soul……
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Lights Go Out
Do you ponder about me? When the lights go out It’s cold in your house And you turn your space heater on Sitting still in a spacious room With silent photos that refuse to speak Remember when my mere presence Made your eager knees grow weak? We are the closest thing from far But our…
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Grocery Store Prices
The cart fills up with the splendor of groceries galore. But the cost has increased to ridiculous heights. Zucchini, cucumbers, carrots, mushrooms, potatoes, celery, peaches, apples, grapes, pears, lemons, cherries, luncheon meat, turkey, chicken, frozen pizza, onion dip, chips, guacamole, french bread all for the low price of $159. Take me back in time, let’s…
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Enough Mourning
This poem is for all the people who have lost someone they loved. Keep the faith! It never goes away. The feeling of missing you. The thought of… could I have done more. The shape of your face blends into the background of shaky memories. I can’t go back in time to hold your hand.…
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Reflection: Breaths Of Time
Breaths of Time In the pit of my ample bosom, my heart beats slowly yet it stirs at the sound of your voice. I miss it. The deep vibrato is laced with the rhythmic pace only known to skilled orators. I would pay money to record the riffs of your vocal progressions. The memories of…
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Our Forest
Our Forest remember when love and exaltation was the only words your lips could form now only lies and sour remnants of lore remain remember when sweat use to pour from our responsive skin like rain but as time flew by things weren’t the same remember the late night calls that turned pm to am…
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