The Fettered Memories

This is the third and the concluding poem of the trilogy, "Fettered Memories". Relationships are formed to give impetus to life. Alas! When they are broken, the life doesn't just stop there. It goes a step or two back. Situation is like gathering the broken pieces of glass. When you gather the pieces, the place may look clean. But a piece or two generally pierces your fingers, leaving you hurt. Wounds heal but memories remain. Fettered Memories!

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Manoj Kumar Srivastava 19 Jun, 2022 | 1 min read

Sad memories Broken Relationships Poem

Why do they linger,

Long after someone leaves?

Why do they keep coming,

Like butterflies on the sleeves?

Why do memories,

And some deep smoldering longings,

Get left out somewhere,

As the only belongings?

I'm helpless,

And this you may not come to know,

You've moved a long ago,

Though them I can't throw.

They keep me breathing,

They keep me warm,

On the cold dark nights,

Alone in the farm.

Hope,

They are for my heart to cling,

And,

Melodies they are for my emotions to sing.

When I am alone and tend to ponder,

Was it a mistake or was it a blunder?

Sadness engulfs me, in remorse I get caught,

Results would have differed, had both of us thought.

As time will pass, the wounds will heal,

The pain in the heart, the hurt in the feel.

They'll accompany me though, the days that I trudge,

But don't you ever think, that I'll keep a grudge.

Remembering you always,

That you drifted in here.

Forever in my heart,

So close and so dear.

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AM · 2 years ago last edited 2 years ago

Boon and curse of life are memories.....if all memories vanish.....there will be vacuum....total vacuum..... Beautiful lines by the way.....

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