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In Memoriam

March 3, 2015
By SaphiraBrightscales DIAMOND, Islamabad, Other
SaphiraBrightscales DIAMOND, Islamabad, Other
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Favorite Quote:
I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
- Maya Angelou
When i was little/I used to point a chubby finger toward the dark sky/And ask my father/why some stars moved and others didn’t/He would laugh and explain that some were airplanes/I still wish on them today ~ Laugh-It-Out
The feathers of a crow are black/The ink of my pen is blacker/The pain of my heart is blackest~ Mckay
If love produced a blossom/I’d take it in my palm/What a blessing, the bright color!/How soothing, such a balm!/I’d keep a petal for my own/The rest, drop from my hands/For such a flower would multiply/And populate the lands~ thesilentraven
And I began to rival legends/Long entombed before my birth./But for all my much envied fame/The lust for more would not abate./The plaques and prizes with my name/Will, like all things, disintegrate. ~ TheEpic95 now known as Helena_Noel

Reminiscing is a deplorable act I tell you.

For only in remembrance do we realize that we do not remember. One sad evening, as my heart is weary of everyone’s rhetoric and in need of reprieve, I am enlightened to the fact that I do not remember her voice or her diction or her tone. I do not have any vivid memory of how she would speak to me. And to me, this realization is just like death all over again.

And sore it is: this storm. As it abashed that little bird that for years kept me so warm.

The author's comments:

Obsessing over word count.

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Beila BRONZE said...
on Mar. 4 2015 at 10:50 pm
Beila BRONZE, Palo Alto, California
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Favorite Quote:
"The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco." -Mark Twain

Uggh, weird that it logged me out. This is my Teen Ink name. :)

Nora Y. said...
on Mar. 4 2015 at 10:48 pm
Wow, what a moving piece. I actually love that you used so few words and managed to dig so deeply into my heart. I wasn't going to cry, but now I am thinking of the people I have known and the sounds of their voices, fading into memories remembered, dissolving into memories forgotten. Sorry, can't see to type clearly at the moment.... You start to miss her voice, don't you?