The memories,
They never fade.
Hidden at the back of your mind,
Just a little while.
Just when you think it's gone,
They come, staggering into your heart.
Whether sweet or bad,
You'll still have to face them.
The happy moments,
Make you smile just so foolishly.
The sad moments,
Keep you as glum as you can be.
'Memories' is a word,
A word to describe the past.
Be it good or bad.
It's a past tense, belonging to the past.
So, cherish while you can.
Don't let your current happiness,
Turn into this word name 'memories'.
YOU ARE READING
J O U R N E Y
PoetryThe penning and planning of this title, 'Journey', began while I chose Literature as my elective in secondary school. To me, Literature is not just a subject. Personally, I am extremely passionate about exploring poems, poetry and proses. The hidden...
