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remembering Poems

49 poems about remembering

remembering is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 49 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees remembering in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.

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NOSTALGIA

Between all the things I'll never know; And things I know I should let go. Are the moments I let slip away; And words I didn't think to say. Can I express without crossing a line; How I miss a friend…

by ValerieGamez👁 4Read →

Clay

Clay tells all your secrets the ones you hide from others and yourself You think your doing a decent job at concealing your frustrations, anger, and sadness but the clay points to every intrustive…

by salmonsambum👁 4Read →

Dreams

My dreams are bright feather light at night conditions right Carefree Mind free Life's challenges to be won Feeling warmth from noonday sun . I dream of water floating boating with Dad Sparkle Lake…

by glassismt👁 7Read →

A Moment in Time

The sun was skin kissing, much like summer but it was the opposite season. The feeling of motion sickness was taking over my body. I fell into a deep sleep knowing we had miles to go. Just then to…

by randilynnn12👁 7Read →

Memories

Outside, it was miserable and rainy: A cold day in November. I held the photo against the lamp On a dark day in November. It was old, blurry and grainy, But enough to make me remember. I recalled a…

by lilac-skies👁 2Read →

Dear Mother

You gave birth to me in the month of October while my father peeked over your shoulder. You raised me with love and compassion always and I desire to follow in your ways. On a cool morning in June of…

by [email protected]👁 5Read →

Strawberry Milk

i found you on facebook a while ago. my friends and i were showing pictures of the people we dated to each other, telling war stories, laced with longing. you looked the same as you always did,…

by reillykaith👁 5Read →

Dirt

Scrubbing the dirt that clung to the lines and creases of my body a furtive soil stronger than me dirt that strangles in the name of remembrance the remembrance of whispers and crimes from that night…

by Lorena Ledezma👁 2Read →

Pumpkin Patch

My lips purse and blow It clouds and floats away I watch intently And blow again It reminds me Of when we were kids. It was icy cold, And we were forming clouds with our breath Pretending it was…

by Emilychurch530👁 2Read →

The Yesterday You

You look at old pictures, Which trigger past memories. You recall distant friends Turned unsuspectiny enemies. You remember a time When you weren't so pained, When you could stand alone With no…

by etorello👁 2Read →

Faith apocolyptic

I am running away to California to taste the salt water and journey as long as possible along the road traveled by men with pens and lines to trace over Like pirates come to pillage all meaning from…

by kaybird99👁 6Read →

Keeping My Nebula Alive

It's been Two years Two years since your world Has fallen apart You think you've moved on That the nebula that has collapsed in on itself has finally stopped Haunting your memories You think you'll…

by mhammeke18👁 1Read →

Au Revoir (A Sequel to The Stars Are My Start)

I have to say goodnight to my beautiful stars. I'll walk away, but you'll always be in my heart. I hear you calling my name. I hear your message clear. But I'm here on the ground. Too far to respond.…

by kecosby95👁 7Read →

Undated Memories of an Old Journal

Wrinkled edges and dog-eared pages, Smudges from the swift stroke of a careless hand ― Crispy remnants of a poem spaghetti-stained Saliva drops from years of cackling laughter Thoughts overflowing…

by jakew1198👁 4Read →

Anonymity.

It takes me back to when I was young, Bold. Fearless, and told to “Rub some dirt in it,” Before being fit into a mold And told That this is what life is. Takes me back before the stress ground my…

by jkorcsmaros👁 4Read →

Colors

It's the color of the sun on a cloudless day. It's the color of her hair like straws in hay. It's the color of the flowers in which you lay. It's the color of the stars above as she whispers, 'Make…

by mintchipwriter👁 4Read →

Ya, I still love you

Can't eat, can't sleep. My head is numb, and so are my feet. This is gonna hurt, yes this is going to hurt for a very long time. I can't remember, but I don't want to forget. Your smile, your laugh,…

by imaginationdaydreams👁 2Read →

Ode to my boyfriend

Mi Sol, Oh how I miss Your mysterious brown eyes Like a dark starless night. I love how you rub your scruffy beard Upon my soft, gentle cheek. Mi Sol, I wonder When I will see your fluffy self. My…

by Gabsmm016👁 6Read →

The weight

Where are you when the remembering brings me to my knees? The firework of your kiss reignites over and over, sizzling in my chest and sounding in my recesses. Your touches on my temples swirl in my…

by kaybird99👁 1Read →

That's enough of that I think

Okay, that's enough of that I think that my mind has finally had enough of you I'm so very done with your shit (Pardon my language) In truth, I'm not even sure if It's your shit I'm done with (Pardon…

by kaybird99👁 9Read →

Many Shapes, Lost Sides

My thoughts Are falling down my throat -- I didn’t want them to tip over. My voice Doesn’t sound the same anymore, The tide of saliva was just too briny. My jaws Forgot how to unhinge their teeth,…

by CindyUng👁 5Read →

Not What It Seems

This is an image of my past as you can see. I'm not the entire focus. I'm one of many people. Taken years ago, you look upon it and it appears to be taken on a regular summer day. In fact, it was.…

by dreamer_of_improbable_dreams👁 7Read →

Music and Your Hearstrings

She pushed in the knob and turned up the volume. Her heart recognized the first sound and latched on before her ears caught up. In that moment, in that space of pure recognition without name or…

by exclusivecliche👁 6Read →

Grieving

The tears fall, so far down, from the deck of the bridge into the watery brown. Anger comes, an overwhelming rage, “why did you do this?” look at your age… Just 21, taking the world on head first,…

by shaun.connors87👁 2Read →