“MEMORIES”

Memories are;
Blooming rose, evermore
Full of fragrant sweetness
Never known before.

Memories are;
Burning light, dazzlingly
Keeping the heart animated
All year through.

Memories are;
Lingering images, deep within the mind
Evoking vivid moments
Captured sometimes unaware.

Memories are;
Bits of poetry, full of strong emotions
Cherished and shared with others
Once upon a time. Yet

Memories are;
Dreaded disease that suck deep
Into the marrow of our bones
Making us bitter as gull.

Memories are;
Opaque objects, blacks as night,
Pale as death, distorting our reasoning,
Throwing away all cautions. Yet!

Memories are;
Indelible icons in our minds
That cannot disappear!
By Victory Kwashigah Ahiaku