Seashells

by Misstress   Sep 25, 2006


Stuck in the frail folds of my pocket
Emblems of an immortal love
And a memory, in my mind wont erase

Still remembrance will echoes
How the sound of your voice
Envelops this winding road, that
Leads me little by little into your heart.
Love was You back then
Same as this moment, until the end

-ACROSTIC POETRY-

--May the graces of Love guides every steps of your Heart--

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  • 16 years ago

    by Corinne

    A lovely poem, using the sound in seashells as an analogy for memory.

    Please allow me to correct some grammar for you:

    And a memory that wont be erased
    (You could say "in my mind" but most memories are in one's mind, so it's redundant)

    Still (do you mean "yet" or "not moving"?) remembrance will echo or "remembrances echo"

    EnvelopEs

  • 17 years ago

    by Robie Lincer

    Amazing peace of work!
    you got the talent... your poems are very good!

  • 17 years ago

    by Kristina

    Aww this is really beautiful! and it was different, great job! you really do have talent. amazing job with this. keep it up

  • 17 years ago

    by TheWorldFellNUWerentThere

    5/5. Great poem!

  • 17 years ago

    by Yu Lee

    Its really sweet~ ^-^

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