Old Diary, Bookmarked by Scars Poem by Unwritten Soul
Old Diary, Bookmarked by Scars
Your mind is a library of memories.
What collections do you always read?
Melancholy, happiness, spiritual or tragedy?
Somehow it leads us through a hallway, your artery,
To a space, a warmer place
Your heart
Your heart is a four chambered room,
The emotion you use to decorate the space,
Inspired by the books
Your favorite collection
Beautifully broken
Only the worth ones for us to keep.
The space is limited
But as garden, it supposed to be.
Because my dear,
With them, we forever live.
With them
We live
It is so good revisiting this verse, Soul. It reminds me that some libraries will never be, can never be, digital.
A great verse, Soul. You remind me that what is kept in the room is what will give the chamber its identity.
This is truly beautifully written. Full of wisdom and inspiration. Let us indeed decorate the limited space of our heart with the worthy memories
The closure lines are just magnificent. Every line stands out. To my Poem List.
I liked how this poem was crafted and how memories are likened to a book. The way it was expressed was very soothing to the soul. It uplifts the spirit.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/3/2025 1:29:50 AM # 1.0.0
Another poetic gem, Soul. A wonderful piece of poetry with a great message.