All things are forgotten
Like papers yellowed with age
Torn from the book and lost some where
All erased from life’s crinkled page
All things to you are forgotten
Like the day our lives began
Lost in the depths of our unconsciousness
Never unearthed by human hand
Memories hidden at the back of your mind
Like a persistent nagging itch
Trying to remember them can be
An ever presenting glitch
Hidden away at the back of your mind
And tugging at the edges
Impossible to reach in their deepening depth
Are your thoughts hidden under ledges
A washing line, the string of thinking
Is hanging out to dry
As the wind blows the dampness off
Away the thoughts will fly
Dragonflys on the pool of your mind
Those thoughts are all that matter
And as a fish comes leaping up in your mind
Dragonfly thoughts will scatter
A spider’s web, as your mind can be seen
Each thought a silvery thread
And in the centre, a black glossy spider
Eats oll that which is stored in your head
Engulfed by a storm, all memories must be
Brought down like a ship on the rocks
Crashing in the tide of your mind
Where one starts, another stops
Triggered are old memories
Thoughts from a distant past
They’re berried as quickly as they come
In the sands of time’s hour glass
Dressed in black, the forgotten things are
The mourners at your grave
Haunting you for forgetting them
As you enter the ground’s earthly cave
All things are discarded at some point in time
They’re lost to times hand one day
All shall be forgotten at length,
Forgetfulness will have it’s way
So hold on to your memories and thoughts
Or soon they will fly away
Only then if a reminder shows
Will you’re thought live another day…

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POETRY COLLECTION
PoesieA compilation of some of my poetry Please read A silver tear The skull And Kismet