It's a pity for having this feeling.
You know, for me, once memory created, it'll just stick on you.
No matter how much you want to get rid of that.
Even though you'd forget the memories.
It'll always there, in your heart.
Because you own them.
And you're the one who created them.
Also, you belong to them.
Forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Walking down memory lane is a natural occurrence and no one is exempted from, even if one tries so much not to. It's a well articulated piece of poetry, nicely encapsulated, and insightfully penned with conviction. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Anna. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.