MEMORIES, poetry



And walking through the fog, the blurring and cold fog, Kashiv felt a sudden lump growing in his throat. He was drenched in memories, fond and piercing. He couldn’t speak. He had no one to talk to, never. He had and has been alone, always. Only the brief episodes that formed those memories were moments he had someone to talk to. He missed them, he was missing them. He sat on a rock overlooking a stream, took a diary out from his inside pocket and opened it to a fresh new page, he felt for a pen in his pockets and found it in one of them. He smiled and frowned in tandem and began to write…


Satiety I was onto a nap,

Looking back ardently gave a snap,

Reminiscences started to unfold,

Those eyes…,

Those eyes had never been cold.


Mystical presence was just my wish for the day,

Psychic sibyl always gave a lay,

Belief was times were euphoric,

Exquisite voice made me hypnotic.


Together now- that fallacy made me lone,

But I stand amidst the whimsical tone,

That lucid face I sensed in my tear,

How I wish…,

How I wish…,

How I wish you were here…











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43 thoughts on “WiSH YOU WERE HERE*”

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  2. bonjour ou bonsoir

    pour moi c’est la vie
    Et ne pas être dans l’oublie
    L’amitié est une passion
    Mais aussi une bonne solution
    L’amitié fait du bien
    A ceux qui en ont besoin
    Lorsque qu’elle est sincère

    Avec toute mon Amitié
    Que je viens te souhaiter
    Une merveilleuse journée ou soirée des plus agréables
    Peuplée de joie et d’amitié

    gros bisous



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  4. “He was drenched in memories, fond and piercing.” – This is how I feel when I listen to this song! 🎻 I love how you ended the poem with that triple “How I wish…” So soulful!


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