Tuesday, June 16, 2009

My Memories Never Sleep Comments

Rating: 5.0

There is no word spoken
In the drizzling summer rain
Where I stand
Beneath the broken streetlight
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Uriah Hamilton
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Sameer Ahmed 26 June 2009

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......

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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

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Sandra Fowler 22 June 2009

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

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Ashraful Musaddeq 17 June 2009

'My memories Never sleep; I don’t know where You rest your head tonight But you remain with me.' Lovely and beautiful poem.10+++

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Shagun Khera 17 June 2009

simple...innocent and beautiful.

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stop revolving 16 June 2009

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

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