Poem I wrote

[Pink Floyd]

I always get nervous to share my poems anywhere. I wrote this a year or two ago. It's alright. But a few parts don't really make sense due to a failish vocabulary back then.

Memories live and others die, what is held in is to keep, and what is not is to be left behind to give you the choice of living in the past. What you choose is who you are, and who you have to become. Memories make a subliminal self conscience state of mind and live in your soul to stay with you in each of your lives. Hold dear what you treasure, for it will help you live who and what you want to be, and let go what is no longer of any superior importance, for it will hold you back and drown your sub conscience with unnecessary regret or pain. memories server there purpose as we serve ours. And we live and we die, but our greatness and positive memories

stay with us forever

Hope you liked it.

[Ally Mac]

memories

Should be capitalized, but other than that it was a good poem.

~A

[KraZi]

This is beautiful Floyd. I actually do like this. And thanks for all your support via HF.

[Tøxic GFX]

Yea, same here, I can never share stories or other forms of writing that I've done!

[Pink Floyd]

Lol, thanks Ally. And no problemo KraZi, but lets keep talk about that place to a hush hush here .

Oh, and it was last year I wrote this. Not two years ago.

[Ally Mac]

It is still very good, well done!

~A

[Pink Floyd]

Thank you, I appreciate it.

[Ally Mac]

Will you be posting any more poems?

~A

[Pink Floyd]

Probably. It's not the first one I've done. Now if only I could dig some others up. Where'd I put those buggers.. (Grammar invention, "Where did". hehe)

[Dr. LongCat]

Oh wow, I actually liked that. <3