Impaired Reflections

by Madga   Mar 25, 2005


I can feel my memories
Sliding away from my grasps.
Tiny grains of sand
That represent my past.
I reach and struggle,
Grabbing and pulling,
Desperately
Trying to hold on to each and every
One moment, second, memory,
Try and try and try again,
Yet, I open my fists to empty palms,
Everything, just simply forgotten.
Forever lost, always gone.

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  • 18 years ago

    by nadsyy

    Hey loved it....love dia mwaz xoxo

  • 18 years ago

    by tameisha

    I love your poem,mostly because it reminds me of me,i can't remember anything from the age of 13 down,i don't really know why,but i'm 16,17 this year so i only have 4 years of things i can remember,i love your poem

  • 18 years ago

    by cherish

    It was short..though it had more meaning and power than a steven king book..i loved it

  • 18 years ago

    by aimee

    That was so strong and beautiful, good write u've got great talent, keep it up
    peace

    @MY

  • 18 years ago

    by mistressxsork

    That was good.. I liked it a lot. Nice emotions.

    -Jennifer.

    Overall Rating: 3/5

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