Memories: Sidharth G Kumar



The glue that sticks our life together

The seed that gives birth to our imagination,

The rain that falls on the burning desert, our mind

Memories may it be good or bad help us to live our life to the fullest
to achieve our goals and to conquer our wildest dreams

Memories come in different hues some that hurt and some that heal.
Those that raise you from the blues
And those that let you sleep at night.

Memories, Memories, Memories
The remedy to all your maladies.
Keep them safe and keep them close
To cherish when you are at a loss.


- Sidharth G Kumar

Comments

  1. UnknownOctober 20, 2020 at 5:03 AM

    Wowww..Very well written Sidharth👏🏻👏🏻

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  2. Belles- LettresOctober 20, 2020 at 5:18 AM

    A heartfelt poem. Well done Sidharth!

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  3. sabu achanOctober 20, 2020 at 8:04 AM

    "Memories come in different hues some that hurt and some that heal".
    May you have a lot of healing memories as a Heartian in the years to come. May your own have many more sweet memories of oozing it's blood on paper to give birth to poems of this kind

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