Ghost Memories

Sometimes, we cant erase somethings from our hearts and memories, but not because it can't be done but because we don't want to, for some reason... On the Note for the Reviewers is the sample song :D

Ghost memories

From where I stand or sit,

never seems to have changed

But I can't find my memories inside my head

they are all scattered on this place

That old man still seems to be sitting

near to the fire place.

And on the adjoining wall

an old lady, breeder of my mother.

And I sometimes hear the whispering

as if he was talking to me.

But everything is not on its place,

but I feel like it was on its place.

That old man,

that old man, for whom I spilled sorrows.

I feel him just beside me,

smiling at me, with those beloved eyes.

Time seems to flow so slow on this house,

And now, its years of history hold my nerves

and I feel part of that story too,

another generation it holds.

For whom I owe my thanks,

seems to be near, and at the same time

seems to be nowhere, so far away...

For whom once bought me ice cream,

on the corner of the street.

Or spent his money on funny toys,

to give me over and over again.

For whom I don't see anymore

I must tell, grief encumbers this place.

Mixed with melancholy and nostalgy

in a very strange beverage called life.

I feel like you were there, sit,

looking at me, just as you used to do.

Smiling at me, and me, just sharing

a moment, that seemed to be eternal.

But this empty kitchen, feels so cold,

even with the burning oven,

even with the sweater I have put on

even with... everything...

Author's Note

Here is a sample test of the song

Reviews

[Teelacatgirl]

Wow! Thats really good! Nice vocabulary!

[Fernando Dardón]

thank you!!! You are the first one that comments this poem :)