Reminiscense

just a simple poem on memories which play a major role in our life, they fill life with colors....

Reminiscence,  or

simply remembrance, is

that precious box

that holds all our memories

of past and present...

Someone very dear,

and close to us

who now, no more

exists in present,

is so sweetly alive in us

in reminiscence...

A situation which once

proved us best,

and also the one

which proved us worst

can clearly be re imagined

through reminiscence...

A time when we were winners,

and also the time

when we were losers

what made us win,

and what led us lose,

is all brilliantly embedded 

in our Reminiscence..

How strong and surprising

is its presence,

that it forms the clear picture of our

past and present memories,

exactly the same

as it once happened...

People come, meet and go

but they leave the reminiscence...

Situations come, treat, teach and go

but they leave the reminiscence....

Everyhing that happens,

leaves its essence,

in a wonderful form,

called..

 Reminiscence.....

Such a marvelous miracle

 is this remembrance,

which is always with us

in all conditions

and enriching life,

with its sweet and sour essence,

with time's slow and steady advent..

Author's Note

i hope you all enjoyed reading it:)
please tell me if you have any suggestions to make this piece much better...
all your suggestions are highly welcomed:)
please do rate and review..

many thanks
saumya:)

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Your message is clear & interesting, but as I mentioned in another recent review, everything is stated in general terms. This is why a reviewer such as "ginsy" (below) may make such an observation that everything seems redundant. I believe the reason for this is becuz every other poem sounds the same when all are written in general terms. As writers, we must reach deep for the specific details of knowable, touchable situations, & convey them in word pictures using all the senses . . . these are the ways we make each message stand out, instead of just saying some general idea about life that's been said before too many times. Instead of saying "someone very dear and close to us" (ho-hum!) . . . SHOW ME what this person is/was to you! WHY DO WE CARE if this person is remembered or not? SHOW instead of telling . . . each little remembrance that lasts so much longer than the actual situations of life. Paint word pictures of the way he/she looked at you as if he/she wanted to . . . (fill in the blanks) . . . use unusual comparisons to things we can all relate to . . . don't just tell me there's a box of memories . . . SHOW ME what memories are in that box . . . is it the dried up corsage from your first prom? what's in there? what matters to you? I'm sorry for going on a rampage here, but it drives me crazy when a person who writes so well, as you do, & you clearly enjoy writing, but you're not injecting yourself & your essence & your specific observations about life into your messages. I want to kick you in the butt to wake up your senses & to shake loose the details of what makes a memorable moment memorable for YOU!

[icelandicblue]

Life is both sour and sweet. I loved your ending:

and enriching life,
with its sweet and sour essence,
with time's slow and steady advent..

[Penny]

A simple poem, yet leaves a deep impression on our minds. Right from the correct usage of words, to repition of the title and its explanation. All these things come together to make this masterpiece. Very well done.

[Tom]

Without reminiscence there would be no interaction, present or future !

A thought intriguing poetic reflection !

[Chandradhish Ghosh]

Very nicely written Saumya...more than anything else...I like your thoughts and idea behind the poem...:)

[MsJewel]

This is lovely Saumya. Memories held close to the heart can keep us warm on the coldest of days, or leave us with a smile during difficult times. I love your last verse:
Such a marvelous miracle
is this remembrance,
which is always with us
in all conditions
and enriching life,
with its sweet and sour essence,
with time's slow and steady advent..
Again lovely!
Thank you for sharing this special poem.
:) Julie

[Leigh]

This is quite a beautiful piece of writing and I love your turn of phrase in this poem. Your lines speak truths and It is a lovely and warm feeling to look back when it pleases us.

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem. People touch our life and if we are wise. We learn from them.
"Everyhing that happens,
leaves its essence,
in a wonderful form,
called..
Reminiscence....."
The above lines are true. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Vidya Bacchus]

This is very lovely exactly as it is.Those are gone and time that has passed will always be in our memories.Well penned:)

[wordman]

I loved it,memories that you can change at your will
times past,times lost only to be found again
through the portals of our minds