REMEMBER ME IN RHYME

Look closely into the ashes of concaves
And try to grasp them as they drift away
Memories flutter on winds of yesterday
You might just find me among the remains

Remember when we were young
When immortality seemed so sure
Remember when we did not suffer
Now I drift among the pages burned
Remember me in the rhyme
And entomb my word behind the glass
Remember when us in forever
And look for me in shades of the past

And I’ll burn for you

Sift through the ashes of echoed scriptures
If you gaze upon our haunted pictures
What will you find in our graven features
A lost love or the dead face of a creature?

Remember when we were young
When immortality seemed so sure
Remember when we did not suffer
Now I drift among the pages burned
Remember me in the rhyme
And entomb my word behind the glass
Remember when us in forever
And look for me in shades of the past

And I’ll burn for you

I wish I could be there for you
To celebrate the legacy
Of two hearts beating the rhythm
Together as one wrapped in twine
I’ll be there underneath the moon
Enduring all their heresy
Hear me from within the schism
And remember me in the rhyme

Remember when we were young
When immortality seemed so sure
Remember when we did not suffer
Now I drift among the pages burned
Remember me in the rhyme
And entomb my word behind the glass
Remember when us in forever
And look for me in shades of the past

And I’ll burn for you

Reviews

[lightsong]

though this is a dark poem yet for me the deep passionate spirit is there dancing through the lines, when we are hurt and have a broken heart know one can predict how we will act, and even in these wounded words were the pain is hiding deep and true, the anger tune is faded by the genuine ache to be at least remembered in something which is sacred, and if one day this happened, and things get back to how it used to be You are welling to do everything that can be done, and if not, You are still going to have more and more of pain with an accepted heart (if that makes a sense). a write full with emotions coming from Your depth. Thank You for sharing my friend.

[L.cutler]

You sound angry in this poem like something is upsetting you.