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Remnants of what was.

Fingertips brushing over wood,
A tabletop once whole.
Now only remnant of what was.

A crack in the wall,
A memory of shattering sounds,
A misunderstanding.

This was not the road we chose,
Not the part we chose to play.
Final words gone to fade.

A blue blanket,
A smell of you,
A lingering feeling.

Through the argues and the fights,
Through the lonely pitch black nights,
Through it all the words you said

Only a memory I held,
Then again those things you told me –
That we’d be forever and we’d be always,

But my dear nothing will cure this,
No time in the world will heal this,
And that final word still in me.

A broken glass,
A favourite movie,
A little bird singing it slowly –

Over the treetops only for you,
I’ll try my best to seek you through,
My eyes are glazed with no virtues.

That crack in the wall from your fist,
That lingering feeling you still possess,
That bird still singing our song,

Please hold this remnant,
For it’s all that I’ve ever done.

Author notes

This is probably one of the best things I've ever written in my honest opinion. I feel as though it describes something so heartfelt and so broken, even though its hard to find words for it.

I can't explain how it came, nor how I got to the end. I just went with the flow - took 15min to write it.

Enjoy.

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  • Random Goldfish gold member
    November 15, 2008

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    There are so many phrases in here that seem to envoke flashbacks or premonitions in a way that is truly wonderful. I think you did an excellent job on this!

    Thanks for entering.
    Síochán leat
    ~Mairéad~


    • Sarkastisk
      November 16, 2008
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      Thanks a lot, I tried my best to captivate the feeling of memories that haunts you... Yes, that sentence was messed up because I didn't know how to say it. But thank you anyways, (for the applause as well.)


  • fangs to blame
    November 12, 2008
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    Thanks for sharing this. I really enjoyed this poem.
    Visit my page whenever you get the chance.


    • Sarkastisk
      November 12, 2008
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      Thank you for the comment (and applause). I'll be sure to check in whenever I got the time