Happy memories comes in a while and then it passes away It brings a gloomy slender smile for you know it may not come the other day You beg for it You cry for it Still it eludes you But after the pinning and all the screaming It returns to sooth you Happy memories may pass away Within every fraction of time It lurks the corners of the world Where its presence is slack and slime And yet it returns to you again To salvage your desire for it For happiness is also a game of chance Devoid of any inquisitive wit
I read your profile & thought – I’m not into the same things you are. I like a little lighthearted macabre writing, but your preference sounds more hard-core than mine. So I looked for something of yours that I could read & which might not be too bleak. I came upon this poem -- the title sounded all cheerful, but even before I read this, I knew there would be some twist. It’s becuz of your profile, I didn’t believe you would write a straightforward happy piece. This poem is very well done. This is what I mean by lighthearted macabre. Even tho, on the surface, you’re writing about happy memories, I felt this could represent any number of things, both dark & light. It could be the curse of a tempting but really harmful addiction to some freaky lover or substance. I really like the way you put a snarling sardonic edge to your words, not too heavy, not an attitude to overpower your lightly written tongue-in-cheek “pretend” act of happy times. Just edgy enuf to possibly fool a reader who wasn’t looking for it, but to let some of us know this is a farce on overly happy poems (which I hate). A very pleasant surprise! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie
Posted 6 Years Ago
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6 Years Ago
Thank you. My psyche works in such a way that I see everything even abstract emotions in form of Yin.. read moreThank you. My psyche works in such a way that I see everything even abstract emotions in form of Ying and Yang, and sometimes I think what if something everyone perceives as a taken-for-granted positive thing is given a dark undertone. (((HUGS))) Fondly, Shubham
I read your profile & thought – I’m not into the same things you are. I like a little lighthearted macabre writing, but your preference sounds more hard-core than mine. So I looked for something of yours that I could read & which might not be too bleak. I came upon this poem -- the title sounded all cheerful, but even before I read this, I knew there would be some twist. It’s becuz of your profile, I didn’t believe you would write a straightforward happy piece. This poem is very well done. This is what I mean by lighthearted macabre. Even tho, on the surface, you’re writing about happy memories, I felt this could represent any number of things, both dark & light. It could be the curse of a tempting but really harmful addiction to some freaky lover or substance. I really like the way you put a snarling sardonic edge to your words, not too heavy, not an attitude to overpower your lightly written tongue-in-cheek “pretend” act of happy times. Just edgy enuf to possibly fool a reader who wasn’t looking for it, but to let some of us know this is a farce on overly happy poems (which I hate). A very pleasant surprise! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie
Posted 6 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
6 Years Ago
Thank you. My psyche works in such a way that I see everything even abstract emotions in form of Yin.. read moreThank you. My psyche works in such a way that I see everything even abstract emotions in form of Ying and Yang, and sometimes I think what if something everyone perceives as a taken-for-granted positive thing is given a dark undertone. (((HUGS))) Fondly, Shubham
I am Shubham Sharma. I am 18 years old and i am a great fan of horror, psychological thriller, erotic thrillers and every darkest of the dark work out there. Disturbing things thrills me deeply but i .. more..