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A muse of now or

A memory of tomorrow

Both seem amusing

Greeted with sparkling eyes

Yet one sparkles with joy

And other a nostalgic sorrow.


Is it because it ended?

Or does time even matter?

Only time can answer

For itself, and for others.


Are joy and sorrow

The binaries of the emo world?

Or are all humans compulsive,

To classify their deepest memories?


Is it because they might go away?

When the bouncy ball no longer bounces

Do you not remember your tiny head

Following the ball with a heart?


A heart that did not know 

Of sorrow or joy

Of pain of remembrance 

Or the joy of forgetting


Is that heart a memory now?

A happy one I hope, 

And if it is

You're lucky.

Comments

  1. Harinath2 November 2024 at 06:39

    The line, 'do you not remember your tiny head following the ball with a heart ?' hit deep that it made me wonder those memories that my mind wanted to stop remembering but my heart wouldn't let me.
    It's unclassified indeed but I feel the heart can become a happy memory after a point of time if we allow it to. But no matter if it has become happy or not, those memories that made your heart go crazy like that, they deserve to be called special I guess.
    This one was deep. Keep writing!

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  2. Anonymous2 November 2024 at 17:04

    The poet has done a wonderful job of capturing essence of memory and childhood, evoking sense of nostalgia and remembrance of long forgotten emotions. Congratulations to the poet!

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