In the space of remembrance, dreams die.

In the space of remembrance, dreams die.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The timelessness 
of memories
has no place
for mere mortals,
for every creation
had its own extinction.

© 2018 andrew mitchell


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The idea of thoughts
That live through time
And within them time is obselete
A very existential piece
Thanks for sharing

Posted 6 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

6 Years Ago

Thank you very much for gracing my page nisreen, smiles to you.

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