Journal as Memories

AS SHE TURNED ANOTHER PAGE OF HER JOURNAL,

“I was so stupid” she told herself,

And laughed,

While TEARS ROLLED FROM HER EYES,

AND

MEMORIES FLASHED IN HER MIND,

Some sad,

Some happy,

Some same people,

While some left

Some new friends,

While some old became even more close

But it didn’t matter

Because the time gone

Won’t be back again

Reviews

[sansrity sinha]

memories have several shades and shapes..but are always an asset..few as happiness and others as lessons..nice work.. i like it

[Sandipta$]

Ur writing style n thoughts... It's like awesome.... Keep it up.....

[kurohana]

people come and go, unexpected happens but still time keeps on ticking and life continues.

a nice piece of work.:)

[Shuchita]

thank you :)

[andrew mitchell]

a nice write, too many some, some, somes, for me, slightly jarring or repetitive for me. i would prefer some sad, others happy, same people, but some left,
now new friends, although it didn't matter, with time gone, i won't be back again. Thats my take but i'm no expert.lol

[Shuchita]

thank you!!

[Vicki Kent]

Moments are all we have so it is said, the older I become, the more I realise the truth in that statement, lovely piece...

[Shuchita]

thank you!

[BlakHeart]

Because the time gone
Won't be back again

True, you can't go back in time once it is done, but you can look back through time.

[Shuchita]

thank you! :D

[Jackie]

True. Feel like I get a flashback. And visuals from High school again. I never had much! Didn't have many friends either. Wasn't exactly popular at the least. But with what I did have. I still have memories that I wish I could go back and replay . Even despite the socially awkwardness. It was well worth it. A much enjoyed read.

[Shuchita]

Thank you very much

[CAPOLAVORO]

I love keeping a journal. These feelings are real. Good one. I just want more imagery on this one maybe. Keep writing. :)

[Shuchita]

Thank you!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

life is like keeping a journal, even if we don't literally...each day's closure is the words we put down on the white...we fill the spaces with our lives' moments and thoughts...and we might look at those pages again, but we will never live what goes on them again.
j.

[Shuchita]

Thank you for your review

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I feel every person we meet is a page in the journal of life. Depends on us if we want to bookmark it or completely tear it off that journal.
Well penned.

[Shuchita]

Thank you very much

[Dr. YumnaKay]

You're welcome 😊