memory

Of what used to be

it's funny isn't it

how someone whom you once loved so much

once knew everything about 

becomes a stranger you don't even want to touch

all that is left

to serve as a memory
is a picture

of what it used to be

Author's Note

Just a short one inspired by another writer. will add on if more inspirations come. :)

Reviews

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

I don't think you need to add anything to this one...it is short, concise and to the point. Reminds me a little of Plath or Dickinson in terms of the concept and the short, metered flow. And you are right on...sometimes the ones we love the most become strangers, and memories are just pictures in our head that change over time. I liked this one.

[Hana Saemon]

Hi Sarah, thank you for your kind words! glad you've enjoyed it. I will take your advice and leave it as it is. thank you! :)

[Inspiring Writer]

Great to know you inspired by other writer and made your own too. Yeh, you can add more if you get some more inspirations but i think it's a great and enough write, if you reallly want to add then you can edit in a new poem bcoz, it's a great and short and a deep write to me... about Memory. Me too still thinking to make one write on memory but i've made one thought on memory too #Thought~15.
Anyways, it's a nice one and you did again a great job. Keep writing.

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:: exquisite poetry... beautifully written and relayed... i think every reader can relate to this piece in one way or another...

[Hana Saemon]

it is something we would have all gone through or feel once in our lives. im glad it is relatable. thank you for reading!

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:: true...true... and...you're very welcome...

[Muse]

We are all just walking fragments of memory....

[Hana Saemon]

deep. you should continue from that line and write a piece. sounds good :)

[Muse]

perhaps I will

[Nkosana B Masuku]

true indeed Hana,something i experienced.

[Hana Saemon]

thank you for reading!

[Nkosana B Masuku]

you welcome

[Lydia Shutter]

VERY true. Sometimes at the end of a relationship, we look back and wonder what we saw in that person to begin with. Were we looking at him/her through rose colored glasses? Did we change that much or did the other person change? Sometimes there are no easy answers and the only solution is to move on.....to find a person we really want to be with. Short and to the point. I liked it, Hana. Lydi**

[Hana Saemon]

thanks lydi! it goes well with your poem Balloon. "just a badly written sentence in a chapter of my life"

[Lydia Shutter]

:) yes, it does, my friend.

[Chris]

so many rip and trash the pics... leaving the mind to midnight musings...

[Hana Saemon]

that is a great line! i hope you will continue from that line and write a piece!

[Chris]

Then Hana, just for you I shall. My next write to be posted...

Midnight At Noon..."

[Hana Saemon]

will lookout for it!

[Chris]

nearly done...

[Jack...]

I agree with Sarah, no need to add even a single word to this. It is perfect just the way it is. Easy to read and the message could not be clearer.

[Hana Saemon]

thank you jack! :)

[DJ]

Although I cannot personally relate to the content of this short piece, I can imagine how it would feel to be in that position, which is a comment on how great this write is. I don't think you need to add anymore on to it. It speaks volumes even though there are only a few lines. Sorry that you no longer have the one you loved in your life.

[Hana Saemon]

ah this piece is not actually based on MY personal experience. i read it someone else's piece and it got me thinking. i guess it also comes from the experience of reading all those sappy love novels and watching too much twilight. haha. thanks for the comments though! :) fortunately for me, i still have the one i love in my life. :)

[DJ]

Oh okay then. HAHA too much twilight!!! LOL. I'm very glad that you still have your loved one.

[Hana Saemon]

im glad too. im really the lucky one. :)