Memories Poem by Keela .

Memories

The reminder of the past that does not last.
The joy that you feel, till it starts to peel.
The leaves in your brain, falling in shame.
The people you knew go down in the no lane, of sorrow and shame.
The space that is made for the lane of fain.
And the old leaves start to wain.

Friday, November 6, 2026
Topic(s) of this poem: joy,leaves,sorrow
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