emblem of passion-2; memories.................

[ahsiam]

silent memories spoke to me
at the death of the day,
it came to me as a dream,
a dark vintage dream;

it came to me
when he was gone away with the wind,
gone away in the deep silent land;
when his days drooped
and foot no more stepped.

it came to me
when his favourite book was beneath the dust
his guiter tuned itself
and his empty chair rocked.

it came to me
when i remembered his paintings
and when it painted me with a pain

it came to me
and i remembered him
when he was lost among the stars,
when the leaves had a melancholy tear.

it came to me
when i remembered his airy shroud
envied it for hugging him so close,
so close till the last.

it came to me
when i remembered his grave stone
who had his name there
and it made my heart jealous.

i remembered my memories
when it came to me
and kept coming
until my last breath came,
until i walked from life to death.

it came to me
until i met him in silent secret.

[symphony]

except the "painting me with a pain" line i loved most of it, loved the flow of haunting memories, and the way it made me visualise...

[dibyendra]

Yes, it's filled with haunting memories and I liked the flow very much as well as the repetition of line 'it came to me'. Nice work ! :thumbs_up

[ampoule]

There is a mystery here that I like. I especially liked the third stanza...the book, the guitar, the chair that rocked.

[ahsiam]

thanks everyone. i am very glad that you liked the poem.:D
actually i didnt write it as a poem, it was an answer to a question that one of my favourite person asked. i wanted to write him an answer but it came like that.
well, that is it.
again thanks.:)