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Ricorda ieri
Ricorda i vecchi tempi
Ricorda quello che dicevamo
Ricorda le commedie
Recuerda ayer
Recuerda los viejos tiempos
Recuerda lo que solíamos decir
Recuerda las jugadas
Remember yesterday
Remember the old days
Remember what we used to say
Remember the plays
I am so good at remembering
The pro of remembrance if you will
Which doesn’t mean I have a good memory
It means I’m bad at letting go
And sometimes our strengths are our weaknesses
I don’t want to fade away
I don’t want my poems to become a reflection of my worst days
I don’t want my obituary to say how I was sad
Or give any more attention to my dad
I want to be loved
Did you know there is no word in the English language,
or any other language as far as I know of,
for a memory that you’ve forgotten
A forgotten memory is the only way I can describe
Do you Remember what it was like
When you were young no spite
No lost feelings only wonder and believing
in those around you and their messages meaning
Were they Divine or were they a blind slide
Remembering times you were fearless
When days didn’t drag on and on
When life was lived young and reckless
When nights didn’t fear for the dawn
When your eyes gleamed with excitement
2:30AM: I say to you, I cannot bare to continue feeling this unloved, this unworthy of love. You said to me, “remember we are strong” as if it was something I could forget, but I had.
There is a stone sinking to the bottom of a lake. Spinning and twirling around and around to expose two initials. It doesn’t matter if they are mine though I know that they are
Today won’t you hold him tightTell him he is not aloneTell him he is man enough, he is handsome, he is strong
I remember like yesterday, the year 2002,
At three years old, there was so much I never knew.
I thought DisneyWorld was on a cloud in the sky,
"REBMEMER."
Those are the 8 black letters tatooed on his chest.
The eight letters that are actually "REMEMBER" backwards,
So that every morning, when he wakes up on base,
It’s hard to remember but sometimes I think of my neighbor’s garage. It was silver and white. He gave me a pair of vintage suitcases that had travelled to Paris. They were blue. I went to the emergency room twice as a kid.
One hour.
Maybe it was less than that,
But it was only that one time,
It took you to ruin me.
I play through every word I said,
Remembering like a movie,
I can never unwatch.
If the streets could scream we would hear them say
Our history bleeds and reveals the world at play
The little children running in fear
With adults yelling in their ears
"You were born the wicked race"
squinting, smiling under the bold sunshine
running over the prickly pine needles
digging my feet into the fragrant earth
under a canopy of straight, tall trees
who are guarding their wild secrets
I remember your smile,
The way it would light up your face.
How your laugh would sound,
And sing throughout my body.
I remember your anger,
And how it would scare me.
The way you'd get sad
If I could look into your eyes deeply,
see your soul
Your baby soul.
Like remembering my own;
you'd know I love you forreal,
embraced in a cradle.
Admiring soul
Forever, Forever, Forever.
What a hopeless endeavor.
Forever, Forever, Forever.
Please remember me Forever.
Forever, Forever, Forever.
Don't let me fade away into the lost.
Forever, Forever, Forever.
U n t i l T h e T i m e
By: SeemsPoetic
O n e l i f e w e l i v e...
One life we grow...
And In the end...
The empty space within my head
That burning silence I do dread
The empty sheet in front of me
Left blank without creativity
A string of life, a single strand
I let it slip through my hands
Dear You,
I ask wholeheartedly,
If I were to die today,
Who might miss me?
No, not those in my immediate heart,
But what of those who knew my soul?
Dear Future Self,
Do you remember the beat
The thumping of feet
Up and down the halls
In and out of classrooms
Do you remember how we met, the memories fading quickly?
Do you recall how our days used to fly so high?
Do you happen to know the time we spent with each other?
Or have you let the pictures be burned and cast aside?
A tribute to my grandma’s strength, my grandpa’s battle with Alzheimer’s, and their lesson on what love really is.
Because you are you
I can't bring my self
To be mad at you
Everything my heart desires
Went in two
All I was thinking about was me and you
Because I love you
We carved our future into the starsAnd then sat back and watched them float And boy did they move TwistingLeapingDancing through the night They spoke our lives Only,
The story begins long ago,
A new world they called it,
Ready for civilization.
Like a diamond in the dark,
Its heart began to pump the blood
Of freedom.
Freedom from
And freedom to,
The war was bloody
So many lay dead
Fighting for freedom
Fighting for faith
For us to forget.
The land of the free
In God we trust
The home of the brave
All men created equal
Your not here anymore
Makes me wonder if you did leave
A troubled soul that didn't know
What he had when he left
We are learning a topic
About something you endured
I want to lay down and dissolve away.
Make it so there's no trace of what used to be.
Me and him never speak.
It's a mess that accumulates in my head.
I don't worry, it's just my fallout.
Do you remember
the times we spent together
sitting in a tree, as happy as could be.
Do you remember
when I told you
it takes a lot to make me cry?
Do you remember
what the note said?
I remember.
I remember the fears.
I remember the confusion.
I remember the pain.
I especially remember the lonliness.
I remember the tears.
I remember the depression.
I remember the disdain.
This is for you,
This is for the universe
To remember
To remember what it's like to listen to the crazed baseball games over the radio.
they cannot breathebut they can seethe trees turn greenand the colorof the lake doesn’tmatter. they rememberthe color
leaving their face,
their body
forgetting
Remember to smile. Remember to love
I may not know you, or know exactly what you go through
But know, God will free his people
They can put us in a box
Behind the bars that has the locks
a humid haze after a violent stormthe spotted, dying leaf fallen from a maple treethe bitter aftertaste of a sweet treat,the remnants of what was once. one minute, it's so close, you can almost smoke it and the next it's faded, a ghost, you've los
Reading excerpts of his cherished poems,
As the ocean breeze fluttered past our noses offering the smell of salty water,
He taught me many lessons.
A soothing thought, I had one day,
Under a cloudy sky of gray.
I imagined a world of wonder and marvel today.
What it was I cannot say.
Surround me with peace
Take me away to a new home
Remember that I am a person too
Remember that I am love
Surround me with peace
Biten whole, broken sand and sole, shreds of something they
said
Love-and-loss: same breath, same bed.
Forget the good and its sunny smile
-
'Cause
-
you-and-me were all I had
My little love
so far above.
I do miss
your loving kiss.
The night is full of scars
without you my little star.
You were my rock
the key to my lock
I may be a monster
I sometimes close my eyes and set my mind on rewind
And suddenly you're there again, setting things on there ridged edges
I sit neatly in your lap and try not to shift around too much,
Everywhere I go
Everywhere I look
All I see is him
He's always on my mind
He's always in my heart
He's always there
He's everywhere
I try hard to be strong
Does he remember
The smiles
He once brought to my face?
Does he remember
The way
Our hearts would race?
Does he remember
The sparks
That once flew so freely?
I won't forget
I love you
You're precious to me
Your laughter moves me
We ran together
Like school kids
We laughed
I won't forget
I love you
You're precious
Growing up, out in the field, in the heat
Is where I lived, filled with nothing but peace and love
Out in the sights is where, from land to lake, grew the wheat
And throughout the sky was filled with our famous doves
Inspired by Billy Collins' poem of the same name
The faces of the ones
once loved are the first
to go, blurring with new
faces, or perhaps, new loves
blotted on the timeline
A swift, steady, determined shake
Sleeping village from slumber wakes
The lonely streets caressed by flakes
The town turns over, but snoozes on
What is left of the past,
When we walk down the streets,
The ones we lived upon,
And the seem to be an empty memory.
The faded pictures of people we knew,
An old recording of me and you.
We have been apart for what seems like years,
And the pain of losing you still displays throughout my tears.
I have you no more, but hold onto your memory.
At night I look up and know that you are with me.
When time passes by who will remeber?
Remeber the pain,
Rember the smiles and laughs,
The friendships fromed and broken.
Who will remember the fallen,
The ones who fought,
Who will rember the broke,
I don't remember
Most of the dream.
Just that you
Were in it.
Alive.
I think I met
Your parents?
Your brothers?
I don't remember
Most of the dream.
I dream about his hazel-green eyes.
About the way he made me cry.
I dream about the way his hand fit perfectly in mne.
How I never could understand why.
Dreams are created from this dirty blonde boy.
She said she's sorry that she made him ashamed
To be vulnerable and open
Since she's been living that way
It was imparted on she, so to him she did the same
She never knew that the girl that she wanted to be
Dreaming
There in the dark
Memories visit me
As clear as if they’re happening
All over
I’m seven again
A flashback to my childhood
Drenched upon the battle fieldUnder silver weapons wieldMisdirection her only shieldThe wildest of roses grew
He created
no problems
as others did
to her
she believed him
giving her number,
sharing her personal problems,
sent pictures of hers
her family, their new car
I am the voice
In the back of your mind
Telling you to make a mental note
Of how your first sip of coffee tastes
The morning before your first day at a new job.
I am the friend
I remember my first day of school, backpack and all.
I remember moving across the country.
I remember seeing a new place and not knowing a soul there.
I remember meeting her, we're still friends today.
Weary but ready
John Doe is still steady.
With his boot propped over its twin
Doe just stopped after a win.
Wrapped in cloak,
Do you remember me?
I remember you.
Will you ever return?
I do want you to.
Do you know how long it's been?
Or have you forgotten?
I know how long it's been.
I have it here written.
Think of all the things you've seen,
The far off places,
Daring scenes.
Think upon the times you smiled;
The tingling of
Your hearts desire.
Look back on your passions, prides,
And all the items
The dim light casts shadows across the room,
softening the sad features her face held,
One time love
You're not
When I see you
I know you're the best
When we hold hands
We share so much
Our love is timeless
Our loving time
I want to be with you
Amazingly,
We think
Everything can't be awesome.
Sometimes, we
Ought to remember
Maybe
Everything can be...
Imagine the time that you used to be able to remember.
You have to imagine,
because you can no longer grasp that memory.
The feeling of something almost there,
torments you.
Gone is the color in their eyes.
Because of the choice of one person,
On the ground, they all fell down
The cries for justice,
When these three went,
They all die down.
I want to be remembered
I am aspirannt , determined and driven.
I am a young lady with goals and a dream.
Everyday i wake up walking down long hallways
its a place in my head i fly to escape
maybe I'm an activist but i cant add this
list of reasons why i cant breathe
my future haunt me
my past torture me
It’s not as if I've never been here before
It's right there in that chair that you realize tears are imminent
I am beautiful
Something I'll never change
The way I look in the mirror
How my eyes catch everyone's attention
How I can make everyone laugh
When I don't even wanna smile
I know all the right words
I remember watching him sleep,
his eyes fleeting back and forth under their lids.
I remember him drawing long breaths,
and his heartbeat wavering in his chest.
All my life I was told to cover
Who I am
How I speak, act, look
I was told to cover my indviduality
I was told to follow a set of rules
Conform to the world's idea of me
But I shine through
When we're pushed down,
it is by one who has the same Bruises on their knees.
When we're being made a fool,
Bleeding because it paints the pictures
so heavily spilled
in my mind.
And seeing the crimson upon my skin
Gives me pain that makes me real.
Crying because
It makes me view
Remember that time,
When you said you would try
to come to my graduation
and you were unable to make
it and I began to cry a river of
tears.
The crying, something you have seldom seen.
People look so happy, everywhere I go,ask if I'm ok, I'll say I'm fine, but shouldof said no!Living alone contributes to days being boring and long,adds onto feeling less appreciated and being happy, feel wrong.
Remember the good old days?
Of laughter and love and spirit
Remember when?
We weren't afraid of shadows or each other.
Those were the good old days.
Weren't they?
Remember when
He wants a smarter girl
With just enough charm and wit
But knows when to keep her mouth shut
Someone he can be proud of
Someone that hasn’t disappointed
Someone he can control with a look
I never knew
how fast time
could fly.
And as the clock is clicking by,
I’m wondering why,
It has to be this way.
Whatever happened to the day
We always remember
tiny bits and pieces of things
and get mad or angry when we can't
I often ask myself,
a morbid question I do admit:
When my life is done,
when my memorial candle is lit,
what will be my eulogy,
How will they remember me?
I often fear that
we are full of stories to tell
memories we store and dreams that we sell
soon they fade from view
sadly they dry as the morning dew
ignorant of a dream's worth
or a lesson to which memory gave birth
I want to dance and cry and scream,
In memory of all the things we think are better forgotten.
"Forgive and forget", they say.
Forgive, by all means forgive,
But, please don't forget?
Oh you came to my house with a fire in your eyeI was 18 and you were 25But I couldn't love you even if I triedBecause you don't even know my nameBut I can't cry for her she didn't care
sometimes, I like to walk out side
and let my mind become heavy with pictures of this never ending setting.
things get a little foggy, when I can't seem to absorb
that one day
this won't exsit any more.
HOOK:
How would you feel if I went away? How would you feel I went today? Would you still love me?
Would you remember me?
VERSE:
This is a story about Trevor.
He was 13 and lived with his mother.
Promise me:
Remember me when I’m dust once more
Often visit us prisoners of nursing homes
Meet me halfway again
I can make it through another night
Secrets kept in the face of fear
Eternal kindness
Today is the day I will be heard
Today I will emerge out of this shyness
I will let the world know
I no longer will stand injustice!
Today is the day I will be heard
Today I will say
The laughter in the distant
The sparkle in my eye
that day you never saw me
and I always wondered why
I looked for you all night,
but you never seemed to know
1) Blast music from my room at 3 am while sharing stories with a friend I've only recently met
We keep best friends in 5 places
1. Our mothers' costume jewelry boxes we used in elementary school
a) plastic earrings
Your touch.
Your smile.
Your voice.
The beauty you allowed me to see.
Moments of laughter and words of wisdom ; I will always cherish.
I refuse to call you, acknowledge that you are there,But I can't help but dwell on all the good times that we share. You were my friend, a comrade, my partner in crime,
I forgot but now I remember
Little things when I said never
Faded thoughts slipped away and in nothing I lay
Scream and shout, I whisper
Punch and destroy, I wither
Take me home I beg
Remember a time
when everything was simple
your lunch was made for you
and your homework was minimal
Remember a time
when everyone was friends
you enemies didn't exist
Though time has passed,
And days are gone,
And nothing is left,
Your memory lives on.
You haunt my dreams;
You changed my life;
You hide in my thoughts
Always present but out of sight.
Ode to Madame MI suppose few people will ever knowThe full extent to which you have shaped me.You taught me grace, to not hide my face, soI owe you the confidence others see.
Back to the days when life had little meaning for us. Forced out of our homes watched our son die and heard our daughter scream as they were being raped. We saw the strange fruit hanging from the trees.
Long at last against the glass-
the peaked face of winters' gasps-
phantom hunches of frostbit dew,
against the urgent morning mass.
With the snow came the tear,
the wound in half the center bare-
I never knew it'd be so hard to say whats in my heart
but if we're talkin what i'd change I know just where to start
how bout with the wars that honest men will fight
tonight i cried
because i lost controll.
tonight as i stood in the shower
as i stood naked and alone
i cried.
tonight i remembered when i was the girl
the boys fallowed around
calling her
In a room full of people,I look around me.These people are silent,& They cannot see.Their mouths are sown shut,to keep them for talking.About the secrets they hear,
By: Anyssa Q.
-How the sunlight clotted in beaded thins,
Beneath a halo of tranquility,
and though I dream of better things,
Grows older my antiquity.
It's a poison, to forget,
I am the one you hate and love.
Everyone suspects me but no one sees me.
I sit in the corner reading my book,
I walk down the path smiling,
I left you by the riverbed
In a place where none can see
I'll never forget what you said
as I watched you drift out to sea
We began our journey together
tethered by our fates
run from the wind
the shore, the sea
from the traitors of men
and the locks and the keys.
sprint from the castles
the horses, the knights
from the crown on the head
and the storm within sight.
I remember
Sitting on my mother's lap, laying on her chest, feeling her heart beat
breathing at the same tempo.
I remember
I remember being showered in the wilderness by
hot embers from a blazing fire sent into the air
by an exploding can of cream-style corn.
I remember the forest with trees so thick and
Their eyes glare blankly at the bright square shaped box there in the room
Together we are, but so far apart
A gentle breeze brings a sense of hope
As a young schoolgirl stops and breathes
In the scent of trees, water, and wind
Which permeate the field on which she marches
That field on the grounds of Gettysburg
It's just a cage.
This building of words and numbers,
Is just a cage.
Inside this cage are
with a tragedy like this,
the heart can't find peace
the days pile on
and you try to move on
no one can understand why
you just have to comply
with a tragedy like this
a lot is amiss
Remember when we were young,Remember the faces of friends, of foes, the faces long gone.Remember what was once known,Remember Spring in the sun, in the rain, in the light, in the shadows.
If the world was my classroom
And a girl was my student
I'd tell her she is a leaf,
Ever changing
Part of different colors and race
Ever moving
With casual grace
The trees may shake
Wake up, it’s a normal day. Go to work, the normal way.
Down the street and into a building, up the elevator and down into a chair.
Typing words and drinking coffee, I hear a man telling how he got mad at his kids the other day.
Find yourself a simple peace,
Calm your raging inner sea.
Rain still falls deep in your heart,
Let the drops wash away the lingering hurt.
Let it all go before the rain turns to flood,
The pain, the hurt,
the awful, the words,
the things that could come,
the things I've so carefully not done.
I'd let it all come flooding through,
Just to hear you say to me, I love you.
Sometimes we argue,
sometimes we fight,
we definitely have our fits,
but that's alright.
Maybe things aren't always perfect,
sometimes we wonder why,
occasionally I give up.
I remember
the way our eyes met,
when we first talked.
I remember
the way our lips touched,
when we first kissed.
I remember
the way your fingers fit perfectly in mine,
your body,
remember not only how much you were loved and caressed
not only the beds where you lay peacefully
but also those desires for you
shining clearly in your eyes and trembling in a voice
Smear my lipstick
In words that you love me
Touch me
In poems and phrases you’ve remembered
Remember me
Do you remember
The earth’s heartbeat?
Do you know
That flowers aren’t just
To look pretty?
And that the dirt
You say, “Tell me you remember.”
But that would be a most grievous lie.
So I say nothing.
You say, “I don’t understand!”
But you could never be remembered.
Ashes, Ashes, they all fall to the ground
Where is God? Where is He they all cry out!
Memories branded, families not found,
"God is not with us!" Many of them shout!
A sequence of numbers etched in blue,
As we discover how complex our Universe is we
should remember how simple it once was
We look up and see nothing but sky
Blue, Bright, Clear
The galaxy beyond is a dream within a dream
A world eclipsed in light
As we climb towards the edge of the overwhelming darkness
Remember
Remember the good times
Remember the bad.
Especially the bad.
For they are the makers of character.
Remember to be yourself
For no one can do it for you
And that is beautiful.
How can you do this?
What a monster.
My dear Miaia, so beautiful, so lively.
So perfect.
Her dark hair shone.
Her eyes sparkled like obsidian.
Her skin so soft like satin.
To hear you breathe
To kiss your face
To see you sleep
To walk your pace
To be your need
To be your amazing grace
I'd give anything for one more day
I knew the Holocaust would never be forgotten,
Jews lived nightmares and always proceeded with caution,
Legs were amputated, Wounds were made, but even in skin and bones,
The Jews kept their faith,
My last recollection of seeing a black butterfly was not long ago.
I remember it was on a particular flower.
I remember it was on a red flower that had just bud after sun rise.
Scattered in the street
they lay like discarded leaves
on a spring night.
Bodies stacked high
reaching for the heavens above,
hoping God can hear
their silent cries.
They are alone now,
I kiss the lips of tragedy
Sin is my close companion
I lie and wait for lying things
That lie down and seduce me
What power do my actions hold?
Or more the power of my inactions?
For the rainy days,
Which made her flowers bloom.
For the hugs she gave me,
When I needed them most.
For the years spent suffering,
Before she passed away.
For being the strongest woman,
I looked death in the face once.
He tried to pretend to be my Abuelita,
but I wasn’t fooled. Death had taken
hold of this woman who wasn’t afraid
to fight for her freedom and turned her
No one remembers the pain,
No one remembers the tears.
But I remember the screaming,
I remember the fights.
No one remembers you running,
The ring glistened in the light above/ telling all just how to love/ once just meant for show and fashion/now presents this love and passion// The woman owning this precious ring/ was quite big into helping/ a caring heart for all she sees/ an op
The king of ‘em all.
I’m a hit ya with a tribute
To Biggie Smalls like Tylenol.
Straight from Crooklyn
Better known as Brooklyn.
That’s where I got my beats took in
You’re dry and I’m fly
They lived in darkness
Cut off from the world
They were ripped away from their homes
Locked away and never allowed to leave
Little boys and little girls cried
As families were torn apart
There is no love
you can't say
happiness is inevitable
move on
everyone is watching
don't think
life should have mistakes
and remember
that love
there are more important things
Waves crashing along the shore,
All I see is more and more.
They keep on moving until dawn,
Flowing channels move on and on.
Seeing willful water pull the soft sand,
Taking it away hand in hand.
The flame’s gone out.
The room’s gone dark.
I miss that smile.
But the light in your eyes has gone.
There’s no smile in your soul.
There’s not a spirit in your body.
I miss you,
I want you,
I need you,
I love you.
4 different things,
All said to keep me around,
None will work,
Not anymore.
A pile of good and bad things
That's what life really is
And the history of ancient kings
Is forgotten after the quiz.
So why should I be the one remembered?
The one you don't forget.
Dreams
our sincerest
kept secrets
Our heart desires
that burn
like raging
fires.
Things that we
can't or
won't say
aloud
Remember how we forgot?
How we never actually played by the rules we were taught
I write to be Ambitious
I write because I'm Notorious and
When I'm feeling Glorious
I write to Educate and
To Lead with my Intelligence
I write because I'm Caring
I write to get through Anxiety
Is this wrong
Or is it right
This word love
It evokes a thunder within my heart
A freezing rush of painful memories
Gliding gently across the lens of sight
Some where it happened in these memories
Remember that day he left you
When he left you and he flew
He said we will be together forever
That nothing can come between you ever
Her disco ball shoes sparkle and glow like the dance floor on prom night,
Innocent until further notice.
She dances careless with dark brown ringlets bouncing across the nape of her neck,
Her disco ball shoes sparkle and glow like the dance floor on prom night,
Innocent until further notice.
She dances careless with dark brown ringlets bouncing across the nape of her neck,
Remember
When things weren't so complicated
When words weren't hidden meanings
And we were raw human beings?
When "I love you" meant
I love you
and "I do" meant "I do"
Sometimes it’s like I can still feel her little fingers Pushing their way through the monkey bars of her cage, Still feel the gashes she made trying to claw her way out.
Jumping into the leaves with you,
Brings me back to times of glory,
Back when I ruled a kingdom of slides and swing sets,
Back when I crossed continents in a single hour,
Do you remember
Remember me
I remember you
Every moment
Every conversation
Every smile
Every dream
Every love
Every laugh
Every little
Everything
I remember
Pictures are memories
Not to erase
Pictures are memories
Not disgrace
Look them often
Whether good or bad
Because pictures of memories
Might be all you have
Pictures are memories
Not to erase
Pictures are memories
Not disgrace
Look them often
Whether good or bad
Because pictures of memories
Might be all you have
Overrated and complicated
It’s never what is seems
Never on the same page
I gave him everything
I always tend to bite off more than I can chew
Struggling to swallow and stick it through
The meal is always pleasing to the eye
But never quite leaves me satisfied
it was the touch of your skin on mine
the way your lips moved like they knew me
as if they could have touched my darkest secret
We do not know yet what you will hold
Until
you have come
folded into the pages of time
written in fragments
I remember the stars
in the night
they carried my hopes and dreams
I remember the stars
from years ago
I remember the stars of tonight
But even more, the stars
remember me.
I am invisible.
Undeniably unrealistic.
A ghost to the touch.
The last thought, a remnant.
Forgotten.
Please, feel free.
Remember me?
