Joanna Kantharia


Big and small together they pour
In the basket of life that is so cold
Sometimes jittery sometimes composed
They remain in the basket which they call it their own

Resurfacing as the waves of ocean
Rekindling life to my dead ocean
Shines thru my eyes and quivers my soul
They come and visit me in my moments of gold

Togetherness once and distant again
Gathering all these moments array
Some with laughter and some with tears alike
Sweet and sour Memories make my life a real delight

Poem Submitted: Monday, September 3, 2007
Poem Edited: Monday, April 4, 2011

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  • Ying Escalona (9/3/2007 1:23:00 AM)

    Memories memories...a motley clown..'er my head a golden crown..nice work Joanna

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