Memory Poems | Examples of Memory Poetry

War shapes the warriors it touches, leaving behind vestiges that linger in their lives long after the battlefield fades from view. In Recon Marines: Searching for the Real Enemy, we are thrust into the unrelenting grip of Vietnam's jungle, a landscape both indifferent and eternal. Yet the war waged in the depths of memory proves...

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What is left, what remains beyond pain at my leaving as memories fade at the end of your grieving when the tide in which you wade is not so cold and not so deep what then my love which memories will you keep, the echo of my voice wrapped in memory, pressed in a book will you take a look but not too hard, don’t stay too long, remember me...

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What stings like wasps in hives, Of trying minds' regret, Invasive blips, flash frozen pictures, Recalls, counterfeit, Serrated icy sickled thoughts, In glaciated snow, Dread the warmth, the trickled stream, Of thawing reapers' sown, Sipping from the melt embibes, The swarming, claustrophobic choke, Alone the white hot heat of heart, Scatters them with smoke....

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Grief never leaves you; memories keep loved ones close to your heart . Quote by poet. John and his young wife Maria had been apart for a year now, but every week he'd drive across town just to speak with her. On the passenger seat was a white rose, Maria’s favourite flower.  Their garden was adorned with them; they resembled...

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morning was sadder than april he looked at his clock and calendar at the same time then glanced back at april before it ended and ahead to may before it had begun. there were no flowers spraying color or fragrance… no breeze to push the clouds along and no promise of hope beyond the...

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do you remember do you remember... there were empty stairways of two flights or more the sweet aroma from the candy store endless chatter floating free from laughing people…like you and me stolen kisses in the afternoon on a borrowed blanket from another room we lost all track of minutes past hoping minutes and kisses would forever last do you remember... there were raindrops falling all around and we...

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Memories I think A world that keep coming back I know I can't change....

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What is about to change is likely to get worse A memory that lasts too long will be Considered wrong and dangerous resource But the restrictions taken won’t relate to me How fine that we have no more time to waste Under the leadership of worthiest and wise What pleases me, that there’ll be no place For us to share in their...

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along the riverbank i wander and imagine you by my side and when that breeze gently caresses and kisses my cheek i know i have touched the spirit of your love and you are forever with me posted on April 27, 2025...

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blue denim of my youth summer freedom posted on April 27, 2025...

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strawberries and cream takes me back to childhood days taste of summer dreams posted on April 27, 2025...

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2024.4.28 It was our third and final day trip. We visited AI on The Great Ocean Road. For the first time, you admired the scenery was great, While standing at a cliff, looked down to the coast line. The blue sky reflected on the water, The waves splashed onto the rocks Formed strong collisions then sprayed into the air. I was so excite...

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A lone prisoner of my own making, a cocoon confined within introvert isolation, I see all the familiar faces recede nowhere, leaving me stuck in the maze of acuity. In the weed-webbed wasteland within piles up the wreckage of life unlived. My mystique mind turns into Nemesis, makes a wilderness of mirrors for me, reflecting the pernicious perception of anguish, an emotion engulfed...

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Snow falls silently here On Pahalgam's mourning hills Pure crystal white turned red White flakes bear witness to loss Each one holds a mother's tear Snow remembers all Innocent faces frozen In time's bitter glass Terror's footprints disappear Yet snow preserves the sorrow Through snow-capped...

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It's too dark for her. She daubs mascara on glass. The mirror has no arms... Night's just in the morning. There existing, the eyes ran Upon former years, tears The mood stops, reflecting Make faces, she's mine Broken embers from limbs Vice and crash, Both's empty blood — She's twisting surfacing Barbwire that Blocks out Shards...

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