Memories

Ruelha, ,

This poem is purely literary. Please read it with an open mind and out of respect for the written word. To me, writing is my life. There is nothing I love more. I have a very creative imagination. I have always written from my heart …about topics that I am passionate about – Christianity, makeup, poetry, food etc. Given the circumstances, my gender, situation, geography etc, I feel the need to put up a disclaimer everytime I write a romantic piece. Everyone is entitled to an opinion. But, please don’t interpret this poem in a way it was not intended. That is just my humble request. Anyway, this piece is inspired by the song ‘Memories ‘ by Maroon 5.

MEMORIES 
It still seems as if just yesterday, 
But it's been so long and far away.
There are so many memories,
in my heart's treasuries... 

When I'd gaze into your eyes, 
I'd feel like a small child. 
Absolutely safe and secure, 
when you were near. 

It still seems as if just yesterday, 
But it's been so long and far away. 
There are so many memories. 
In my heart's treasuries... 

The way you flipped your hair. 
I'd just want to blush and stare. 
With you beside, I would always smile. 
Day or night, just all the while. 

It still seems as if just yesterday, 
But it's been so long and far away. 
There are so many memories. 
In my heart's treasuries... 

I remember our drives and walks. 
All our songs and dreams and talks. 
Oh babe, you did have style. 
I still remember your number, the one I'd always dial. 

It still seems as if just yesterday, 
But it's been so long and far away. 
There are so many memories. 
In my heart's treasuries... 

I still remember your scent.
Like opening a huge bouquet, a present. 
If I close my eyes, I almost taste your body, 
just about every nook and every cranny. 

It still seems as if just yesterday, 
But it's been so long and far away. 
There are so many memories. 
In my heart's treasuries... 

Unlike other men, freedom to wear, 
anything I wanted, you did'nt care. 
If something upset you, you were subtle. 
But smartly convincing and so gentle. 

It still seems as if just yesterday.
But it's been so long and far away. 
There are so many memories. 
In my heart's treasuries... 

You were all I ever wanted. 
But things just became so knotted. 
You were my biggest weakness.
Because you filled my life with sweetness.

It still seems as if just yesterday.
But it's been so long and far away. 
There are so many memories. 
In my heart's treasuries... 

On you, I was always sweet. 
Settled into my every heartbeat. 
Of you, I always wanted more.
But my heart, you stomped and tore. 

It still seems as if just yesterday.
But it's been so long and far away.
There are so many memories.
In my heart's treasuries... 

But now all I have left of you,
is memories, but a thousand few. 
And whenever anyone mentions your name, 
it rekindles tamed embers into a mighty flame. 

-RUELHA  
www.ruelha.com  
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Check out this audio clip here. Special thanks to Timothy Price who made such a wonderful song of this poem. Timothy is a very talented professional photographer, musician and writer. You can check out his blog here. You can also check out his post which includes another version of this poem as a beautiful song by clicking here:

Lyrics:

Here’s to the ones that we got
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you’re not
‘Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Of everything we’ve been through
Toast to the ones here today
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
‘Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
And the memories bring back, memories bring back youThere’s a time that I remember, when I did not know no pain
When I believed in forever, and everything would stay the same
Now my heart feel like December when somebody say your name
‘Cause I can’t reach out to call you, but I know I will one day, yeahEverybody hurts sometimes
Everybody hurts someday, ayy ayy
But everything gon’ be alright
Go and raise a glass and say, ayyHere’s to the ones that we got
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you’re not
‘Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Of everything we’ve been through
Toast to the ones here today
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
‘Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
And the memories bring back, memories bring back youDoo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Memories bring back, memories bring back youThere’s a time that I remember when I never felt so lost
When I felt all of the hatred was too powerful to stop (ooh, yeah)
Now my heart feel like an ember and it’s lighting up the dark
I’ll carry these torches for ya that you know I’ll never drop, yeahEverybody hurts sometimes
Everybody hurts someday, ayy ayy
But everything gon’ be alright
Go and raise a glass and say, ayyHere’s to the ones that we got (oh)
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you’re not
‘Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Of everything we’ve been through (no, no)
Toast to the ones here today (ayy)
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
‘Cause the drinks bring back all the memories (ayy)
And the memories bring back, memories bring back youDoo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Memories bring back, memories bring back you
Doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo (ooh, yeah)
Memories bring back, memories bring back youYeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, doh, doh
Memories bring back, memories bring back you

Memories by Maroon5 (the original song that inspired this poem)

34 Comments

  1. Are you going to put your poem to music? It would make a fine song. The stanzas that start with “It still seems as if just yesterday” could be the chorus and the stanzas in between could be in a rap-style. I think it would work well to have a woman sing the chorus and a male voice do the rap. It would have a nice back and forth juxtaposition.

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    1. That’s an awesome idea Timothy. Maybe I’ll ask a friend who is good with music to help me out cos I don’t play any instrument and have no understanding of it. Rap style….I can imagine a more softer version now after you gaveme this brilliant idea….
      Oh wait….now I get it….a mix of(male) rap and (woman) pop also sounds groovy…I loveeeeee the idea Timothy…..absolutely….
      Thank you so much….Now let’s see if i can do something about it 😅🙈🤭💭🤓🧏‍♀️🎼🎤🎸🎹

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        1. Sure Timothy….go ahead….I wish you all the best….please don’t forget to share with me….I’d love to see how it all works out 😊😊🤩😃🤩😃🤩😃🤩😃🙂😃😊😊

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            1. Timothy…..the song is lovelyyyyyyy….quite catchy…. I love it. I just opened my email and I’m so pleasantly surprised….the beats and tone is just so groovy…..what are the instruments you used to compile this piece?

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              1. I’m happy you like it. It needs work. I did it as written, but I think it my work well to not have the chorus between each of the rapped stanzas. What do you think?

                I’m playing electric bass guitar and electric guitar for rhythm and lead guitar. I assembled the percussion from samples.

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                1. Sounds great Timothy….can’t wait to hear the next version…..😃😃😃🤩🤩🤩🤩😃😃😃😃
                  Wow….that’s so awesome….I really wish I could play an instrument too….but…🙃😄
                  Really loved it btw🎸🎶🎧

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  3. SMiles Memories of a First Love; Babe Perfume, Baby Powder, and
    A Sweater With The Smell Of Her Cuban Mother’s Little
    Cigar Smoke True Mostly Smelling Memories
    It Seems for that First Love Then

    Of Course How Will We Forget

    Our Last Lasting Love too..

    For my Goodness There Were

    Some Lean Decades Tween Financial

    Independence Like Still Making 5 American

    Dollars and 12 Cents An Hour At 30 Years-Old

    Perhaps Before You Were Born Hehe Now at 21…

    Working At The Same Job for 6 Years Then it’s true

    Where i Lived even with 3 College Degrees without much

    Ability to Put Anything Into Oral Presentation of What i Learned

    In 3 College Degrees Yes.. I was lucky to find Any Job at all only

    Selected for a Job at a Military Bowling Center as it Became Computerized

    in 1984 and they snagged me for the one Class i Had in an Introduction to

    Computers one and another For Data Analysis in Social Science as they were

    Better With Hands-on Machine

    Repairs than Bits And Bytes

    of Actual Computer Operation

    Oh the Hungry Days as at

    First Katrina wasn’t working

    Either Not Unlike Lois Lane She Worked

    At The News Paper and Eventually i wrote Monthly

    Articles About the Winners at the Bowling Center for

    The Sports Page There Oh for so many Years too..

    True You Come to Believe Nothing About Life

    Will Ever Change that way Yet True too

    No Human Potential to Expand

    in the Struggles of Life

    Yes all Watered

    Down

    to Routine

    so Yeah it may Sound

    Not So Romantic Yet the Memory

    That Always Touched me as we couldn’t

    Afford More than a Dollar Burger Through

    A Drive-Through At Wendy’s Is She Always Gave

    Me Almost Half of Hers as She Always Put my Appetite

    Ahead of Hers and as You Might imagine She Still Does

    As Yes i can and will eat Lots of Calories to take me through

    An Exercise Day like today that lasted a Good Solid 8 Hours through

    Gym Through Store Dance through Neighborhood Dance With

    Her And My Sister And now these words Dancing Across the

    Page

    At

    Rue’s

    Home of

    Writing Memories

    too for it’s True the Human

    Mind (HeART)Will Not tell the difference in

    How Fiction or Reality Feels and Senses

    With Our Imaginations Fully Employed in Art

    of Creativity This Way Indeed a little Bit of Heaven

    May

    Come

    With

    A Brush

    Of Paint

    To Color Words

    Home as Well..:)

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    1. Thank you Preeeeeeeeethsssssssss♥️🤩♥️🤩♥️🤩♥️🤩♥️🤩♥️🤩♥️
      You’re a doll🎀💐🤩🎀💐🎀💐🎀💐💐🎀💐🎀💐🎀💐🎀💐…..
      🎄☃️🌟🎁🎅

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    1. JD. You’re an amazing cyber dad and a lovely person who’s been so warm and kind. But it can get overwhelming to see 10 emails in a day. I like being social but I also like to retire in silence at the end of the day. I am not someone who can constantly concentrate on my relationships. It’s just not me. My family and friends understand that and give me that space usually. It does not mean that i don’t appreciate what you do or that I don’t care. But I’m more of a silent, good thoughts and vibes kinda person. I cannot communicate regularly with anybody. It just overwhelms me and makes me uncomfortable. I hope you understand. I love you as a daughter should….but this is me…I’m the one who pops in once in a way….
      🙏🏼🎀💗🙏🏼🙏🏼🎀

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      1. MY HEART PURRS WITH UNDERSTANDING! ❤ I HAD NO IDEA–AND YOUR JON-DAD IS KIND OF THE NERVOUS TYPE.AND TAKE THINGS MORE PERSONALLY THAN HE REALLY SHOULD.. SIGH. POSSESSIVE, TOO. I WILL-WILL-RESPECT YOUR SPACE. I CAN WORRY LESS.

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      4. did u know I really truly deeply love you? i’ll curb my enthusiasm…somehow Dads get excited about their daughters!!!! MY LOVE, MY DAUGHTER RUELHA—is exciting to her Daddy! >3 xoxo

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