A Poem- Take me from my memories
73The reality of what we remember, what we have come through and how we became who we are.
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A Poem About Memories, The Past, and Moving Forward With Life
Take me from my memories,
And lead me back from the past.
I’ll come back from where I am,
And give back everything I have.
It is only real if you want it to be.
The decision is all yours.
I won’t tell you what I need,
Or what I ever thought I was.
What we knew,
Is not what has been real.
We have both grown up,
And have taken what we deal.
I grew from mistakes,
You grew from within,
Two different books of the same story,
With two versions of an end.
I think about what I thought,
And I realize I have never known.
Everything I ever thought was right,
Is questioned again before it is proven wrong.
You know just what to say,
The words that make me warm.
I am still trying to decide,
If the words can repair what has been torn.
Favorite moments-
Through a faded past,
The memories that were made,
That haven’t yet been able to last.
Is it worth the wait?
Or will waiting be a waste of time?
I don’t bother to hold my breath,
I have learned my lessons over what has never been proven right.
So many lies,
Been told to me in this life.
A promise always made to be broken,
I end up being the one who pays with what I thought was mine.
Shallow hearts of expression,
Expressionless from all the pain,
Never a moment to stop to remember.
If I still could recall my name.
Keep me far from feeling,
Anything that could ever be real,
Rub my eyes from the feelings,
Wipe away a single tear.
Don’t bother saying anything.
I will probably expect it is a lie.
Even when the truth finally comes out,
I am always waiting for it to lose its disguise.
Simple words of emotions,
I hoped I would never feel.
Simple hints towards memories,
Ones which haven’t yet been lived.
Remember the past in a way that can make you smile
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Very nice expression, HC. It's sort of along the same line as one of my humble attempts at poetry that I called "Forget, Remember, Laugh". If I had you talent, it would have been so much better.
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I always feel as though I'm lead into a forest when I arrive at your Hubs. A forest that is sadly not enchanted.
ahorseback - thank you :) and I always appreciate the fact that you so often decide to read and comment on my work. It is a great honor to have you read and like what I am able to write.
Fay Paxton... Thank you! I am now going to go and read your poem...which I am sure is wonderful :) But I do appreciate the compliment and am honored you feel that way :)
mckbirdbks...all of a sudden, I have become sad and a little depressed after that comment :( Sounds as if I need to perk up a bit and relay it into my writing/ :) Thanks for commenting and for reading...as always I appreciate the feedback
Hello H.C. Leave it to me to throw water on the fire. It won't happen again. My apologize.
mckbirdbks- lol, Do not apologize, I appreciate your comment and am glad you shared... No worries...AT ALL!!! :)
I have read this poem several times and also the dialogue within the comments. I visit your writing often and always find that it leaves an impression on me. Sometimes it is a day later when I make sense of the 'impression'. For me poetry is a sacred process and when we put it out into the world we are letting it go, at least slightly. When it is out there it is open to interpretation. I do not believe that is our domain. As poets we can't predict that interpretation or have any ownership of it. It is what it is. Feedback is also important and indeed is the life blood of hubpages. However feedback to poetry will always be driven by individual interpretation. I see, and have always seen, enchantment in your work but you do make us find it for ourselves and that is why I love your work. This debate has been useful for all of us and has given us plenty to ponder on.
But whatever the pondering continue to write from your heart and know that your writing is having an impact on the world and that is perhaps the greatest achievement of all.
I love your phrasing 'two different books of the same story', so true so many of live the same life experiences but with different results, as with siblings. Thanks for sharing.
Beautiful poem!
You are healing now, and this is a lovely expression of that.
livingsimply, thank you for that wonderful and motivating comment... I am honored and ecstatic that you feel as if my work is worthy of a difference in just a single life...that would be the ultimate reward for my writing endeavors.
I am also glad that you have taken a liking to some of my work and continue to read and comment, I truly appreciate the feedback and response. THANK YOU!
Golfgal... glad you liked the poem and that phrase- it is a reflection of how I look at the world and the lives we all live... thanks for the comment :)
Daunte Loper .... thank you for the feedback, I am so glad that you enjoyed the read!
Paradise7 - thanks! Glad you liked this one...and yes, always recovering and experiencing this life :) it cant rain all the time, might as well not hold onto the clouds either... right?
I related to this write, H.C...."Two different books of the same story, With two versions of an end."...I am the first born of five children in my family of origin...we all lived in the same house with the same parents and the same events, and yet no two have the same version , perceptions, or memories...which is baffling to me. Thank you.
I liked this piece (no lie) and but I do think that our past help build our characters and provides a building block for the future...Any hope all is well :)
Beautiful Poem
When you must question your treasured memories in the light of recent revelations the very earth beneath you must heave and spasm, your equilibrium upset, your beliefs upended.
Your poem speaks eloquently...another facet of the jagged gem your life has become.
Time will smooth and polish that rough-cut gem.
Thanks for sharing the process with us through your poetry.
Peace.
CP
This is a really great read, well done.
tnderhrt23... we have a few things in common... I am also from a family of five (but I am the 2nd eldest/not first) I also agree---each persons memories are very unique and determined from each different perspective... which is why we never recall the same event in the same light...thanks for reading and for commenting!
mtsi1098-very true (but we can not stay in the past-must learn and move on with life taking out learned structure with us) thanks for reading and for commenting, i am glad you liked it
Heathyer69 THANKS! GLAD YOU LIKED :)
Christopher Price ... lol, yep it is a journey obvious to those who have followed my writing :) Thanks for commenting, I am happy to have such wisdom, advice and encouragement left in my comments to so much of my work
MrDSpade2-thanks for the read- so glad you enjoyed!
Brought tears to my eyes.
Only one word I need here.
Beautiful !I vote up and up.
Take care
Eiddwen.
H.C, this is beautifully written poem of heartfelt emotion. Love the melancholy of harsh truths and heartbreaks.Wow!
I grew from mistakes,
You grew from within,
Two different books of the same story,
With two versions of an end.
QudsiaP1- Thank you for the comment, I am glad you enjoyed the read (although I am sorry for tearing you up)
Eiddwen - Thanks you! That word was enough to put a smile on my face! thanks for reading!!!
Docmo,
thank you! that is a great compliment to hear... I am glad you enjoyed the read... I suppose the lines which you extracted from the piece are the most powerful... those seem to be the definitive choosing from each of the readers. I appreciate the feedback :)
Great poem. Would like to support your hub. :)
This is a beautiful poem H.C and i could really feel your words. Voted up and beautiful :)
i liked you poem, it is like i bond with it i thought about what i thought and realized i have never known..lol
So Beautiful. Thank you for this. :)
debbieraken - Thank you! I would love to have your support! Thanks for reading...
zoey24 Thanks, I appreciate that comment, and am very glad you liked the poem :)
chisom emmanuel- as we grow older we should all end up at a place where we can say... I dont know half of what I thought I knew...which means that we have grown and are ready to start learning again...thanks for another comment, I appreciate the support
Curious Bystander
Thanks, I appreciate you taking the time to read and to comment
Sounds like words from the heart of my 16 yr old who has a 17 yr old sister who can learn by listening, whereas my 16 yr old has to make the mistakes:( breaks my heart. This is beautifully written, I cried.
tammybarnette your 16 year old sounds like me :-) My sister never did anything wrong, but me....WOW...I did everything possible, and although you are afraid for her... she must make mistakes and pay for them to get a hang of life and who she is... i hope she knows how much you care and love her...at 16 they still need to know that...
Trust is so like mirror. Once a crack appears, it's almost impossible to resurrect. This is a beautiful poem, as much heart touching as the depth from where it originated. :)
anusha15...Thanks for the comment and I love your reflection of trust...So true-it is very much like a mirror...I think you just gave me my facebook quote/post for the day :)
This is a beautiful poem...it spoke to many of my memories. As I look back on where my young self believed she would end up...I realize that the road has always been filled with false hopes and failed dreams. But as long as I keep hoping and dreaming I have not failed.
Moore Synergy - thank you for the honest comment, and sharing what this poem made you feel :) I think all of us have those memories we wish were not true- but that is life-mistakes worth making are the mistakes we learn and grow from :)
I don't think you could produce a poem that could ever be grotesque, H.C! Such a beautifully written, insightful, and honest poem. Many many blessings to you, H.C, and may you always find that dreaming is never a bad thing.
ALN
Aeriel_ALN- lol, I beg to differ, I have managed to keep most of the grotesque pieces off of hubpages :) I do however love that you are into my writing. It took me a long time to open up enough to share with honesty and pure feeling and thought...so thank you
I completely and totally understand and cannot profess enough that you truly are a wonderful writer. Whatever held you back before, H.C, I am certainly glad it does no longer!
Aeriel_ALN- Thank you, you are very sweet for commenting and complimenting with such kindness... I truly appreciate all the comment which you leave
You are most welcome and most deserving, H.C. It is my extreme pleasure.
Very nice poem i would say . It is just very beautiful. Splendid effort . Thanks
Aceblogs, Thank you for the comment. I am so glad that you enjoyed what I have come up with.
I was looking for a beautiful poem to link to when I wrote my latest poem Her First Sweetheart. I found this and I think it is beautiful. Memories can be wonderful, can't they. Thanks.
mary615, thank you for your comment. I am thrilled you enjoyed the poem and yes memories are something- regardless of the memory they each serve a purpose in our present and future.Thank you again so much for reading and giving feedback, i truly appreciate it.
ahorseback Level 7 Commenter 13 months ago
H.C. , You're poetry is always written in an attempt to show compassion to others and that is a great thing to be and to do! Love it. :-}