Shards Of Memories - Poem by Adonis Loner
I have seen before, this chamber.
Full of chairs, tables, here and there.
The chairs I used to sit, watching all this old movies, some black and white movies, some colorful and some sepia colored.
And the tables I used to write down what I felt, some tearful and some smileful and laughful.
Ah, I remember now,
All those movies' origins was memories.
You'd always be there, all this time. I'd looking for you, but you'd always be there, all this time.
Here I can't see you clearly, but at least I can see you, as long as I want. As close as I want.
Your face was so fade, yet I can see you smiling at me. Was it real, or just my fantasy. I don't know.
in this chamber
I can see
I can cry
I can smile
I can laugh
but I can't live.
someday, my memories will fade. All that voice, all that actions.
It will all crushed and flies to the sky, blended with the stars.
All those, shard of memories.
And I'm still here, in this tiny little chamber.
Looking for this one's smile.
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