Tags remembering
Kindled HeartsA Poem by Andrew RayneI remember and remember still. |
Five Feet Too TallA Poem by MajaI rememberThe feel ofScraped kneesAnd dirtOn my handsThe ants crawledAnd the sandSlipped throughMy fingersWere birdsAs I flewWith shadowsTrying their .. |
forgetting me.A Poem by thundershineRemembering lost love. |
MomentsA Poem by Andrew RayneThey are the little things that mean the most. |
Playing in the WoodsA Poem by DeadlineA story about one of many instances |
A train to NowhereA Story by LycaneanShort story based upon feelings and visualisations of such feelings. |
Before and AfterA Poem by Michael StevensI know I've covered this territory before, but... |
The ForgettingA Poem by AnnaDid you forget me?Locked inside your memory.Questions bloom like flowers,clock works tick in London towers.Did you forget me?Trapped inside without a .. |
RememberingsA Poem by thundershineNaked, bare and full of raw emotions, her heart beat a melancholy tune. The past rememberings of a time when she knew no fear or pain; when the sun-be.. |
The RugA Story by MelissaAndresA short story about an old man coping with his bride's struggle with Alzheimers. |
Coming HomeA Story by MelissaAndresShort story about a mother's pain and sadness while remembering her son's early days, how proud she is of him and his time in the military. |
Shadows and MemoriesA Poem by Michael StevensRemembering |
HerA Poem by Andrew RayneMy hands, know exactly who you are. |
Follow HerA Poem by AnnaThere is such a strange feeling floating in the air,and such a familiar sound on the gentle chilling wind.It pulls me back to another greying sky on a.. |
SoundlessA Poem by AnnaLove is the toxic liquid beatinside your fragile chesta pounding bloody heartpumping poison in your veins.Take me to the silencewhere the air is sound.. |
From Time to TimeA Poem by Gaia OctaviaThe practiced dullness of my affectionscan be startled by wayward charmor candid caress of wind upon my cheekwhich can transport me to a timebefore I .. |
Do You Remember Me?A Poem by Amber Dawn AginDo you ever remember me when you look at her? Some questions for a past love. |