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Memory, not needing to say a word
for having vision within the soul.
Slaves, entwined in each other
Charioteer for your mind,
Businessman for your mouth.
Image of a beautiful figure, shadow of a devil.
Too horrific to look at, covered with sins
A key to the painful past, and barricade to future
He only holds the pain, and suffering
Happiness at a distance.
And still he looks through you,
Past the physical and even the emotional
Looking at the true identity, a entity so pure.
Yet, stained by memory.
Sunday, June 3, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: memory
Gia C 14 June 2018
Amazing poem. You have a gift for writing .
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Chinedu Dike 14 June 2018
Well thought and nicely penned with insight. Thanks for sharing Abhay.
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Simran A 14 June 2018
Very nicely written, you described memory is such simple but meaningful words. Thank for sharing!
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Kelly Kurt 14 June 2018
Continue to write and post, Abhay. You have a talent.
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Subh A 14 June 2018
This is amazing work. Keep it up
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Lungelo S Mbuyazi 14 June 2018
Great work done here in this moving poem.... He only holds the pain, and suffering Happiness at a distance. And he still looks through you .... Yet, stained by memory.
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Edward Kofi Louis 14 June 2018
Slaves! ! ! History! Memories. Thanks for sharing.
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Nitika Gogia 14 June 2018
Beautifully expressed. Nicely described. Great thought. Well done ??
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Geetha Jayakumar 14 June 2018
Memory perhaps a stained one, may be a barricade to future, yet we existed in that and exists in present. Beautiful poem. Congratulations!
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KimRisa 14 June 2018
What a great poem! Congratulations.
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