These memories keep passing me by
Like grains of sand in the hour glass,
Or clips of old dusty movies
Long since viewed by eager eyes
These memories keep passing me by,
Bit by bit, they fade
Into the nothingness of time and oblivion;
Oblivious to me
And to he, who by little experience
Sheds many tears.
Or more so to he who by much experience
Sheds many more a tear
1/27/08
Author notes
Contest entry - I chose option two: "Memories Are Designed To Fade", it's a song by Savage Garden. I have not heard that particular song, but the title itself was able to inspire this.
A contest entry
- Enter If You Are Passionate Enough to Write A Poem NOW! by Leaving Today.
420 points, ended February 10, 2008, 10 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Hmmm not sure if i grasp your vision of your poem on this one. Congrats on your silver trophy and thank you for sharing your poetry with me.
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Nicely done.
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Oh my, excellent penning, here. I was especially captivated by that first stanza, particularly the ending two lines of the first stanza. Excellent metaphoric power. Very pensive write. Quite a solemn, nearly longing tone to it, I felt. That last stanza is most superb, and quite despairingly true. Overall, a despondent write, riddled with the pang of being corrupted through experience and the fading of naïvet&#;how experience makes us oh so withered, at times… Well done!!!!
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Nice poem, I think you can avoid the use of [..] and be little careful about using punctuation. Thanks for entering and good luck in the contest.
Regards,
Sweet Silent Talker
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