I REMEMBER, I THINK
mosaic of memories
on the walls around me
walls of loneliness
bordering the box
me within, only me
my tears, solely mine
my smiles, solely mine
the walls murmur,
advices i think
no blesses or curses?
stories of wisdom or perhaps not
but just mine
as the wheel
wheel of life
keep going, restless
mosaic more complex
vivid colours
of joy, of vain
of fear, of anger
wait, some spaces?!
well forgetting is a bliss,
a bliss after-all....
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The Aden Grey Poetry Contest
PoetrySo Aden, for those who didn't know him, loved poetry. He was the one to get me into it. The first poem I ever wrote was for him, about him. This is something I meant to do a while ago but I kept avoiding painful memories. This is a poetry contest of...
