some forgotten dreams
in an old diary
humming a known tune
calling my name
irks me
tempts me
they have this rosy glow
why now why today
i ask and they smile
~♥~
some forgotten dreams
in an old diary and
a dried rose,token of love
it may have lost its sheen
but still evokes desire
long forgotten
why now why today…
Just to keep it in my blog,If you permit me SOMA.....
Thanks Ma
Hi,
Yes I read the poem over at Soma’s blog, so very beautiful, wonderful words.
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Talking to the objects that bring back such sharp memories–wonderful use of poetry! I enjoyed this post over at Soma’s blog and enjoyed it again here today. Thanks so much for reblogging, Indira!
Read this one on Soma’s blog. Powerful and moving.
Scott
I re blogged it just to keep it in my blogs.
Wonderful!