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  1. prateek rustagi profile image59
    prateek rustagiposted 7 years ago


    Memories infest our souls,
    they change the way we are.

    I was running towards my goal,
    it was completely in sight.
    The thorns & bushes tried to restrain me,
    but i was in the mood to fight.

    I scrambled my way through the thorns
    & dodged the eroding winds.
    I could feel the trophy in my hands
    & the strength in my limbs.

    But suddenly, the time stopped
    & the moment froze.
    The rest of the world came to a stand still,
    albeit my mind was working alright.

    My mind re visited the dark times,
    it reminded me of my falls.
    There was darkness all around,
    'loser' written all over the walls.

    Suddenly the moment refreshed
    & i was back in the present.
    My legs felt a bit shaky,
    the confidence seemed forgotten.

    I no longer had that spark,
    the harsh world noticed this.
    The thorns cut me & winds blew me away,
    I was lying on the ground, all opportunities missed.

    The trophy was gone
    & the body was battered.
    Hence, again, my memories let me down,
    destroyed my confidence & shouted 'loser' aloud.

    To add to my collection,
    this was another bad memory,
    another source of crushing my confidence,
    another way to doubt my skills.

    It looks like i will never come out of it,
    unless the god rains mercy,
    gives me something boosting,
    a successful & winning memory.

    Or else the saga would continue.........

    1. Kavita Trivedi profile image74
      Kavita Trivediposted 7 years agoin reply to this

      Simply lovely and flows effortlessly

  2. goldenpath profile image71
    goldenpathposted 7 years ago

    Nice poem!  It kinda makes us want to swap spit and sing "kumbaya." smile Cut and paste this into a hub and let the world celebrate your work. smile

  3. prateek rustagi profile image59
    prateek rustagiposted 7 years ago

    thanx 4 readin goolderpath, am xtremely happy dat u liked my poem. i will make dis as a hub smile

    1. couturepopcafe profile image61
      couturepopcafeposted 7 years agoin reply to this

      Poem has great feeling and sentiment but what's up with trying to reinvent the English language?  Dis?  Dat?  Ghetto?

  4. lxxy profile image59
    lxxyposted 7 years ago

    Beautiful poem. smile Would love to see more. Perhaps you can make some groovy hubs.

  5. treasure121 profile image57
    treasure121posted 7 years ago

    good poem

  6. Claudin_Dayo profile image59
    Claudin_Dayoposted 7 years ago

    two thumbs up for this piece

    1. Eiddwen profile image83
      Eiddwenposted 7 years agoin reply to this

      Good poem with beautiful words and metre.
      Thanks for sharing!
      Do you have anymore?

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    kimberlyslyricsposted 7 years ago

    Just had to post and say thank you for sharing this with us.  It went straight to my heart smile

  8. Jaggedfrost profile image77
    Jaggedfrostposted 7 years ago

    Good memories are fast and fleeting and are often a matter of perspective.  It is a nice thought though.

  9. Stories Inc. profile image77
    Stories Inc.posted 7 years ago

    Nice poem.

    I remember that Leibniz, a famous philosopher from modernity claimed that people's personality was guarranteed by a continuity of memory. In that sense memories really are what make us who we are as people.

    1. couturepopcafe profile image61
      couturepopcafeposted 7 years agoin reply to this

      Yes.  They can also be said to confine us, imprison us, making us who we are whether or not it's who we want to be.  Holding on to memories is a two edged sword in that it's difficult to let go of the bad ones and keep the good ones.  Leibriz''s continuity of memory theory  is another way of saying we perpetuate a theme in our lives, whether destructive or edifying, by holding on to impressions of the past, much of which is delusion.  The mind does not distinguish between something that actually occured, something we remember, or something we imagined.  By 'inventing' new ways to 'be', by intentionally behaving in new ways, by visualizing what we desire to be, we can indeed change our personality and our lives.

  10. prateek rustagi profile image59
    prateek rustagiposted 7 years ago

    am really happy dat u liked it.....memories do play a vital role in
    the confidence flow....success leads to success nd loss bogs us down....