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LOST MOMENTS

Poem by: wikhaiinn

Genre: Editorial and Opinion

Houses:

Poem by: wikhaiinn

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Genre: Editorial and Opinion

Houses:

Summary

This is only a poem request of my childhood friend :) I don't want to throw it away, so here it goes

Summary

This is only a poem request of my childhood friend :) I don't want to throw it away, so here it goes

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Submitted: May 05, 2008

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Submitted: May 05, 2008

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LOST MOMENTS

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BY WIKHAIINN

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Time lost from the past whispers your name again,

The hours that follow
Keep my mind in distinct thoughts of you
Spent in wonders from dazzling stun
Wild and carefree
From childhood stone bridges

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Simple screeches of the door unlocked
It opens slowly into my eyes
Your room
Full of pillows and soft cotton
Dashing colors and bright light
It’s shining near the moonlight
Gives a sound that I could never see
Gives a feeling of short memories

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They sing as usual
In my dull mind
And diminished far away my castle
Just flashed away on the TV screen
Went out head
And hands of my early youth

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And you baffle me
With your soft voice
You puzzle me
And left unsolved
You were blurred
In my eyes

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And the girl,
The girl that knocks in my door
Someone whom I used to look at the window
She is fine,
Yes she is…
She is new,
She is new now…

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And all the pages I ripped from yesterday
Keeps coming back, keeps visiting home
It’s black in white
And left behind

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But now I’ll have them colored
In bright lights
Flashing in the driveway
In every grass that I stroke
Each letter that I wrote…

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This time I’ll spend the seconds
Thinking of you,
Thinking of us,
Of who are we
When we’re young
Of what are we,
Now near the stars
Of where we are
This moment so far…;

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Very distant to look and gaze
And I don’t know if I’ll be amazed
From the day I saw you
From a lost photograph
And returning radiance
I cannot really remember
Each second from September
Down to December,
Ahead of march,
It’s how I look in the calendar
Strumming with an imaginary guitar…

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