Beautiful Memory of the first kiss.


Touched by Life

I was walking the streets alone
humming some forgotten tones.
a handful of me was sometimes sad
and few drops of me were little mad
some scoops of me were little bad
and the rest of me was somewhere dead
inside of me and in this world.
But one fine day you came to my life
and changed the way everything feels in a while.
I still remember your soft gentle kiss
and how it made me feel Alive
because it was only then
when I was touched by Life!



Poetry by sana
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Written on 2011-01-06 at 14:09

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Nancy Sikora
This is a beautiful poem and the "scoops and drops and handfuls" add a touch of whimsy.
2011-01-07


NicholasG
The first seven lines are a lovely definition of many of us as are thoughts wander. In totality this is a fine uplifting poem.
Thank you sana.
2011-01-06



Amazing what a little tenderness can do.
A lovely poem.
2011-01-06


countryfog
Beautifully expressed Sana. Hopefully that kiss was the first of many.
2011-01-06