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I'll Never Know
Amrita Gupta
Why memories come
Smooth, silver, lithe
Of you and I sitting together
Holding hands
While I was dreaming
I’ll never know.
Why those memories come easily
I’ll never know.
Why it’s so easy to recall
The feel of your hand
In mine
The way the sunlight struck
Your face
I’ll never know.
Those memories are beautiful
They fill my soul with warmth
Make my heart beat quicker
Carve a smile in my otherwise
Almost featureless face
Featureless but for sad eyes
But the memories of the winterish breeze
That blew between us
A reminder of how we were both
Cowards
And how the space between us
Grew
And how you saw me as an alien…
Those memories come harder.
They are slow to appear
But once they do
They rush out in great waves
Of remembering
How the bad times outnumbered the good
The golden glow of the
Good times
Is forever stained by the black ink
Of the bad.
Why the heartbreaking memories
Fail to show up
Until I’ve almost forgotten them
And then bring fresh agony and tears
I’ll never know.
Why I can’t have the good memories only
And leave out the pain
I’ll never know.
Amrita Gupta has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Amrita's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Amrita's latest works: