He put everything in his possession,
To stanch the flow of emotions,
Flowing in abundance,
From his doe eyes,
He even tried fooling his mind,
To assume floating in some amnesia,
playing his heart,
In some sleuth of fantasies‘ grind .
But that smile on her lips,
The curly dandelion locks on her face,
And the stirred up shades of love,
Keep resurfacing,
In his poignant memories’ trace.
How he wished to erase them all,
But more he tried,
It revisited him with an increased vigor,
Bringing everything to a grinding halt.
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Beautiful! Heartfelt!❤️
Marvellous 💕
Very romantic with touch of sadness
Thank you so much, Rich ❤️
Thanks a lot dear
Thank you so much, Tonya
This made my heart stop 😍
Welcome 🙃
Touching poem 👌👌
That second last paragraph is too good😊👌👍
Epic
It’s a beautiful poem.
Beautifully written yet sad.
Beautiful, yet sad at the same time. Well done.
😊🌸
Thank you so much l, Hardip
Thank you, OJ
Thank you so much, Tanya
Thanks a lot, Drew for your kind comment
Thank you so much for your kind read
Great words again Shantanu!
Thank you so much, Adithya
Thank you so much, Piyush
Ah the memories that we cannot live without and cannot live with either.
It’s a beautiful poem and a lovely picture.
Thanks so much, Parikhit. Appreciate your kind read
Wow, very beautiful though sad and poignant. This is my favorite poem of yours today.