| Music – Eternal |
| Eyed Moments It’s funny how life passes us by, When times are good, we think not twice, About those moments caught by the eyes, In which our memory ensnared a slice, So that we may sit back at the end of our days, And with sweet fondness and reflection, Look back through the sands of the haze, Thinking of forgotten recollections, How the gentle breeze may carry a scent, That ignites yet another memory from yesterday, Or a tune that reminds us of a beautiful moment, Allowing us to rekindle and replay, Repeatedly till our heart is content, A splash of colour that calls back a forgotten love, Of yet even more of those eye segments, Blending naturally so they fit like a glove, Yet l ask of me these days, what happens, When the distances from yesteryear, No longer fills me with joy or excites my passion, And all l have left is the fears, Of the mind once so artistically created to think, That feels dead inside and longing for an end, That could itself be defined as gone within the blink, Of an Eye, moments that have become hard to apprehend? Rory Matier © 2009 |
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A heartfelt poem Rory. So well written my friend
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Thank you Sadje 🙂
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You’re most welcome
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A melancholy piece, Rory. Reminders of yesteryear can bring on sad or happy memories.
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Hey Eugenia, yes they can, it often makes you wonder is it best to look back or simply keep moving forwards.
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I learn this lesson too! 😘 I hate this lesson
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We all have at some point l feel.
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