I was once a bad boy who went away from time to time. I used to use Aramis as aftershave. My wife would pour some drops upon my pillow and find nominal comfort embracing a pillow that smelled like me, but wasn't me, and should have been me...such a foolish, selfish, lazy, irresponsible young man was I...your poem brought back memories touched me which is really what it's all about. :) i appreciate having read it. Thank you
I was once a bad boy who went away from time to time. I used to use Aramis as aftershave. My wife would pour some drops upon my pillow and find nominal comfort embracing a pillow that smelled like me, but wasn't me, and should have been me...such a foolish, selfish, lazy, irresponsible young man was I...your poem brought back memories touched me which is really what it's all about. :) i appreciate having read it. Thank you
Yo, Alias, Why did you unblock me?
I don't like enemies so.. if you would like to work something out feel free to message me. Please don't ignore this; I promise it will be the last thing you have to reply to if you choose to say no
I really like how you always seem able to conjure and visualise almost perfectly with words a scene and all the emotions and the feeling of nostalgic memories that might come with it.
Oh, Dear Poetess,
How well I truly know this … that when the scent of love envelopes one's senses, there is no other world than that of penetrating warmth and sensuality the mind, heart, and soul spur imagination sweetly into, and your brilliantly composed Free Verse poem proves this in such a way few have the knack of expressing, ever-so vividly and appealingly.
I love it … what else to say, but thank you most gratefully for the lovely treat, M'Lady! ⁓ Richard
I have no helpful critique for You on this one: 100/100 ; )
I can feel the emotional drops of love here....Kind of overwhelming feeling....Love is a risky feeling, it keeps us stable at times and sometimes makes us vulnerable.....Brilliant work Alias my frnd....
It is crazy how something as simple as a scent can fuel so many thoughts and memories. And on the occasion when we find it somewhere other than we expect it o be, still those same memories appear. Great writing
Poems that come out of my brain.
I love to learn from others, so please review and let me know if you want me to read anything of yours, I have a million read requests so if there is a specific p.. more..