Slipping On My Memories

by Twisted Heart   Aug 12, 2007


It's midnight now,
I slowly rise
Wipe the teardrops
from my eyes

To the bed I sadly go
Cotton sheets feel so cold

No tender dreams
to welcome me
For I'm slipping on
the memories

Tender times from long ago
Fill my heart and stab my soul

No peace is there
to comfort me
Just tarnished dreams
and fantasies.

Each time I try to close my eyes
I slip and fall inside the lies

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  • 17 years ago

    by Cindy

    Jeannie
    What a beautiful piece. Heart breakiing.

    No tender dreams
    to welcome me
    For I'm slipping on
    the memories

    Tender times from long ago
    Fill my heart and stab my soul

    Thes lines brought tears to my eyes.
    Excellent jjob my friend.
    Love Cindy

  • 17 years ago

    by shobhana kumar

    It always surprises me how you are able to pack so much meaning using such simple words.

    'Each time I try to close my eyes,
    I slip and fall inside the lies"

    beautiful verse Jeannie. especially the last two lines

    love and luck
    shobhana

  • 17 years ago

    by Chelsey

    Oh my goodness Jeannie!!!....Have you ever had an idea in your head to write a poem about and then go on PnQ and see someone has written something similiar to your idea!?!?!.....THATS WHAT THIS POEM WAS!...I just had an idea just like this to write about because I saw a movie where his wife died and he had a hard time sleeping because there was an empty space in his bed because she wasn't there....I was like wow! A lot of people go through that.....

    This was written better than I think I could have done it though! I loved this...its very sad actually but still a beautiful piece!!
    Chelsey

  • 17 years ago

    by Marc Ortiz

    Oh that was beautiful :) the flow was flawless, I really like the structure of the poem, good job! :)

  • 17 years ago

    by *Charisma*

    Loved the style, flow, and length. It was shorter than most of your pieces, but well put. I really liked the lines

    It's midnight now,
    I slowly rise
    Wipe the teardrops
    from my eyes

    To the bed I sadly go
    Cotton sheets feel so cold

    great opening to the poem!
    Charisma*