might i make mention,
of a looming crimson sky
this moment now fleeting
and will quickly pass you by
in the light crimson lines
memories are there
it can quickly put you back
into the crimson I stare,
my days of youth gone
but, a memory doesn't age,
my thoughts of you linger
on a crimson stage,
these moments come and go
I want them all to last
my memories of you
are locked in a crimson past
might I make mention
about what you just read
the crimson is fleeting
but, the memories are in my head.
Lovely flowing poem. Expecially love mention of 'a memory doesn't age' never actually thought of that. Lovely composition. Enjoyed it.
Brilliant flow of thought. i also like the phrase you used, 'love doesn't age'. amazing quote. thanks Athena
the meaning could seem quite simple at first glance....but you can almost feel the hidden meanings which are as vivid and complex as crimson......excellent write! truly eye catching :)
The usage of the word crimson is wonderful, exciting...a poem of good metaphor...thanks
Very vivid use of metaphor. Love lives on in memory. 10 for a fine word painting. As always, Sandra
Memmories are in the Heart, may be sweet or sour, that ever young, a sensitive poem, Thank you author,2009 best whshes to you and family.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a good poem, nicely done