they rise like storms

with rain feet

trampling my heart-

they drown me-

I gasp, breathless-

they won’t leave

till I’m a soggy soul-

floral ones that once bloomed-

only once for a while

to light up my life-

I’ve kept them-


pressed in between pages

of my dream.


Posted for my Midweek Motif ~ Memories @ Poets United


21 thoughts on “Memories

  1. The quote by John Irving about memory is spot-on, “…You think you have a memory; but it has you!”
    A wonderful take on memory, Sumana.

  2. “Pressed in between pages of my dream” – oh how I like that image. Those memories sound like ones to be cherished. (Despite life’s storms & floods!)

  3. Exquisite! The memories of life can torture us with the past !! So, the best option is to pair those memories with good. So that your entire outlook doesn’t become dark and negatively skewed.
    It really is that simple. Simple, but not easy.The reality of our lives are often more uncomfortable than we want to believe.
    All said and done, this is such a beautiful poem, Sumana. You are such an inspirational person. Love you 🙂

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