Poem seventeen
Dime9878
April 25th
Poem of memories
Flowing lava of burning memories
Glowing bright as lightning
Morphine into solid
Hard as gold
Soft as rain
And to its resting place
As gravestones
To reminisce
The crying sun
To look at red moon
Turning into the sky of painful flames
Falling ashes of darkness
Crumbs of happiness
Never ending joy
Flowing words of forgiveness
To compose memories
to everlasting of poems
This was the hardest thing to write maybe it’s to abstract I don’t know well the inspiration is how I write poems on memories of my past and that is it
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Amanda84
April 25th
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braveNest6406
April 26th
@Dime9878 this is tbh my personal favorite out of all your poems, the metaphors are so good it feels so alive. The pacing is so well done that you can get lost in it. I'm so glad I get to read it.
