There is no word spoken
In the drizzling summer rain
Where I stand
Beneath the broken streetlight
                
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Your poem catches magic moments on its journey down the page. 'broken streetlight of vanishing illumination. The last stanza is pensive yet beautiful written. 10 Karin Anderson
Those memories will whisper to you in the leaves and in the rain. But you would not have it any other way. So much in life is fragile and elusive. But our memories belong to us forever. Beautiful poem, Uriah. Always your friend, Sandra
'My memories Never sleep; I don’t know where You rest your head tonight But you remain with me.' Lovely and beautiful poem.10+++
memories are not easy to erease my friend. Just enjoy it when it came, believe me it's so much fun... And sometimes make you cry but through those memories you will know that he/she really means a lot to u. Usually we have just realized when he/she is gone... Enjoy the day.... Sun
A very eloquent poem with ingrainement of remembrances in it. One's memories should never sleep for memories are infact a private literature for everyone. They should always be kept awake because memories are just like lasting perfumes that always scent pleasant......