Why Do I Remember So Much? Poem by Shalom Freedman

Why Do I Remember So Much?



Why do I remember so much?
And long for what can never be again?
Why I do feel such pain at life gone by
That will never come again?
Why am I lost in longing for so many different pasts
Even those I never really lived myself?
Why is it that so much calls to me
That will never be for me?
Why do I so much long to live in so many ways
And why must I regret the lives I will never have?

Sunday, June 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: longing
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 21 June 2015

All good questions, Shalom. Perhaps if the present could be filled with purpose and the little daily joys that often go unrecognized, and therefore unappreciated, are felt to their fullest, some of the longing would dissipate. I feel this way often myself. Thanks for sharing. Peace

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