Sometimes my brain doesn't have enough spaces to keep and record all the memories I want to remember, and thus they're written down. I keep a journal and I write poems to summarize my life. My poems and works are mostly a creation from my momentarily inspiration, which always come unexpectedly. It's my joy and happiness to read and share poetry, so I'm not here to gain fame or nothing, but to enjoy.
In life, I know that everybody cries.
But I’ve never seen a tear from her eyes
Since her first breathed breathe, till the last breath dies.
Her small story was long and left unclear.
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It was a long time ago
When I first saw your face
And I knew in that instant
My heart was captured in grace.
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Listen well to my skipped heart beat.
They asked why your words are so sweet,
moaning as they burn up the heat.
Your smiles I can forever look
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That little linen doll from December
She gave me with her heart, I remembered.
By her tiny hands thus not as perfect
But ‘twas a memory, I couldn’t neglect.
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