Lost days

Lost days

A Poem by Storyteller of Dimensions

Basically this is about what changes people the most.



looking back

to the youth

Golden days


we'll remember





days are same

nights are same


what changed

what took away

the beauty and light



ignorance of unknown





© 2009 Storyteller of Dimensions

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It's very short but the message echoes deep. Even though you didn't really dwell much on explanation, just merely putting fragments, every line speaks of something. I like the way you made it straight-forward yet at the same time creative. Great Job.

Keep Writing. ^___^

Posted 12 Years Ago

I really like it, it is a very small, light in words and size poem, but a very thoughtful one... I like how you say that the days and nights are the same, but we all take something different out these days. Our loss of ignorance and innocense is what creates the events and makes the memories that we take with us. Just, some few capitalized letters here and there without a pattern, do not know if it was intentional or accidental... and days in plural but night in singular... just curious. little things anyway. =) Good poem. =)

Posted 12 Years Ago

Wow, very moving.

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Posted 12 Years Ago

Losing is gaining something at the same time. That because, every past encounter is an experience that teaches one the way of life.

Posted 12 Years Ago

Very good poem ! The time must go on. What we can do to changeability with these ? Tq. Sep jez !

Posted 12 Years Ago

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Added on April 1, 2009
Last Updated on April 12, 2009


Storyteller of Dimensions
Storyteller of Dimensions

As you read my writing you probably notice soon that I'm not a native English speaker (I'm Czech), but I'm doing my best and I appreciate you feedback on the story side of my works while I'll work on .. more..


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