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where have they gone
a melody captures
recognition
a reflection
a moment
left in a dark glass
days have drifted
dust envelops and veils
the diary of my mind
conceals whole chapters
characters
events
memories muddied
fragments of tableaus
as broken colours
from fractured crystal
but somehow, I remember
those nights being a little brighter
days more blithe
and friendships more blest
where have they gone
those I have known
and forgotten
I wonder
do they remember
me?
.
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Comments
raj
Tue, 2015-02-03 12:45
Judyanne
Very touching soliloquy where each word seems to be soaked in crystalline sentiments.
Regards,
raj (sublime_ocean)
judyanne
Thu, 2015-02-05 06:24
raj
Thank you very much for the lovely words
Love judy
xxx
'Each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
shall draw the Thing as he sees It, for the God of Things as They are.'
(Rudyard Kipling)
lovedly
Tue, 2015-02-03 12:53
more best!
good better and best-------------------------
only u can sacrifice
at best
the question is
not where all of them have gone
the Qs should be posed to you
where have you gone ?
ur poetry is like dripping honey.....
right from the bees comb??? ((is it correct?)
and
who but you alone know how to such nectar comb /(for rhyming)
siphon for correctness
choose which ever pleases
your ears
at best
judyanne
Thu, 2015-02-05 06:25
loved
Thank you
Love judy
xxx
'Each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
shall draw the Thing as he sees It, for the God of Things as They are.'
(Rudyard Kipling)
Geremia
Thu, 2015-02-05 10:18
This hit me hard with its
This hit me hard with its truth, Beautifully expressed! Indeed, ""where have they gone ,those remembered and forgotten""
joe
judyanne
Thu, 2015-02-05 14:51
Thank you joe
Thank you joe
love judy
xxx
'Each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
shall draw the Thing as he sees It, for the God of Things as They are.'
(Rudyard Kipling)