If sorrow be the commemoration of our love
Then I shan’t remember thee.
You will not be a souvenir, a keepsake
Buried in the dust
Excavated on cheerless days.
No.
You won’t be a mere relic of the past
All the memories amassed
Bitter-sweet
They will not be the culmination of you.
Should grief dictate that I remember you in woeful verse
Then I shan’t remember thee!
You see you are the flowers blooming in my soul
Evergreen.
You are the scent perfuming the gardens of my heart.
You are
Eternal Spring.
And if distance should mean that I remember you
With petals soaked and withering wreaths
Then I shan’t remember thee at all.
~By: Tanya~
Illustrations: Pinterest
It has been a long time since I came around and all this while I’ve missed my wordpress home tremenduously! I’m back temporarily for now. Life is pretty crazy these days and once I’ve got me some time to breathe, I shall make sure I go through all that I’ve missed. Till then, pretty please remember me. XOXO
Soul Symphonies 
Fabulous, Tanya, what a write!
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Thanks Kunal! Hope all’s well. Missed your lovely words! 🙂
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Been irregular myself, but whenever you’re free, just make yourself some coffee and come on by 🙂
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Yes! Very soon Kunal. Lots happening at my end but im going to visit you soon. Take care 🙂
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Dear Tanya, How could we forget you… this is a wonderful piece of poetry my dear. Hope you are doing well!
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Hiya Sestina! Thank you for stopping by, you’ve been missed! Juggling way too many things for now, I want me a cup up peace. Hope you’re well, love. ❤️
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Yes my dear.. I am fine… I wish you peace my dear… phases of life.. aren’t they?
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Yes, life is phases of chaos and peace. How else would we keep the drama alive? Happy as long as I’m allowed to crib. 😄😄
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Great going… just vent it out and stay calm…
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Roger that. Take care. Going to catch up with your posts soon. 😃
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I love those two words.. Roger that..
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I like crib used as a verb in your comment below, but not sure how you meant it. Kind of similar to me saying I like to couch. 🙂
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Surprising! I was under the impression it’s just another word everybody knows. Just checked it online. Apparently it’s a word somewhat exclusively used in India. (Source: Google) To crib, here, means ‘to complain’. Here’s a link : http://www.oxfordlearnersdictionaries.com/definition/english/crib_2
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Beautiful poem!
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Thank you Victory. Sending you love. ❤️
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❤️
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What a beauty! It is such a mature poem – the thought behind it, and the beauty in which it is written. I’m at a stage right now where this poem seconds my thoughts. Thank you so much.
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Thank you! Happy you can relate to my thoughts. Grief opens us to so many perspectives, overcoming sorrow truly is a learning process. Whatever it is that you’re going through, I hope it passes soon. I wish you the best in life. 🙂
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Thank you for the kind words. Grief sure helps in teaching a lot of life lessons, and makes us more mature.
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Welcome back! 🙂
Of course we didn’t forget you. You’re unforgettable. *cue Nat King Cole 🙂
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NKC and all, you made my day! It sure feels good to be back, if only for a while. Got lots to catch up with. Hope you’ve been well. ❤️
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I’m alright (and if I’m not, I’ll get there eventually 😉 ). I hope you’re doing well too.
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Oh I feel you. It’s a state of mind, wellness, yes? I’m alright but I keep changing my mind. 🙂
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Yes. 🙂
By the way, that sounds like it could be the first line of a song or poem: “I’m alright but I keep changing my mind.”
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Yes! Fake modesty aside, I’d love a song that opens with those words. Though I’m not to sure who to give it to. I’m thinking on the lines of Alanis Morissette/Dido. 🙂
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Shades of Rossetti? 🙂
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Oh I wish, not even close! But there is some sort of similarity now that I think of it. Have a great day! 😊
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Beautiful words. A treasured memory described so eloquently
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Yes, lots of memories! I try to remember the happy ones for most parts but the not-so-happy ones creep in sometime. Thank you for stopping by. Love ❤️
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I must be old and out of date because I find your name Zenlikefuck does not make me feel good….. forgive me for not following you.I like your writing.
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Oh I understand, not your fault. It’s rather inappropriate but I’ve come to like it with time. I’m glad you like what I put up though. Your appreciation means a lot. Take care. 😊
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Fear not—I *shall* remember thee. 🙂
xo
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All smiles! Thank you for stopping by. Going to drop by soon! 😊
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Beautiful poetry! 🙂
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Beautifully written. I enjoy so much reading it. Thank you for finding my blog and like my new post. 🙂 Please come back to visit soon.
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Wonderful and hypnotising
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I loved what you did with words in this. The target, shoved in a dark corner, perhaps to gather dust and eventually be thrown out with other things.
I’m glad I’m not in that category.
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Beautiful. And in all the ebbs and flows of coming and going on WP, I’ve got you my friend 🙂
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Tammy! I’ve missed you. So good to hear from you. I’ve been MIA myself, got to catch up with so much. Hope all’s well at your end. I’ve got a busy fifteen days ahead, will get back to you by the end of the month. Go easy on the pen, till then. Or maybe not. 😊❤️
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I appreciate the way you have described roller coaster ride of life and sorrows serendipity
Effortlessly written
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