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Fabricated Memories - Poem


Rinita is a creative writer, with focus on poetry. She delves into several forms including Haiku/Senryu, Sonnets, Free Verse, and Prose.



About the Poems

Wave after wave of the unforgiving virus, among many other things, left many of us grieving. Grief about losses we understand and those that we don't.

As years go by, the grief will have taken a different shape. And the person(s) we're mourning now may not remain the same in our memories.

Remembrances often make us forget the actual person that was. Instead, our minds play tricks and make us grieve the person that we thought should have been.

You As Me

I think of your auburn hair

Or maybe the light's on the frame

For jet black it was

And you wore it high

The day of our last ball

I hear the chords of Mozart

Or was it Bach? On your fingertips

Except you never played the piano

Maybe you wanted to buy one

As a piece of décor

I bookmark the pages you liked

Of 'Hamlet' and his soliloquies

Young adult fiction is what you read

If you took down the books at all

What an ornamental bookcase you had!

I remember you for you

I remember you for not you

I imagine you as me

Because you never really were

What You Were

Like a raindrop on the window pane

That belonged to a cloud once

You never were what you were

Like a wave that hits the shore

That bejeweled the depths once

You never were what you were

Like an autumn leaf, brown and withered

That blushed green in the spring

You never were what you were

Like a ray of sun that gives warmth

Or radiates the heat of the scorching star

You never were what you were

All you are, are memories

All you were, were unreal

I miss the you that you never were

As you'll never now be what you were

© 2021 Rinita Sen


Rinita Sen (author) on September 21, 2021:

Thank you Li-Jen. Glad you found the title suitable. Yes, when time passes, it becomes difficult to remember what they really were. Appreciate your visit.

Li-Jen Hew on September 20, 2021:

Interesting piece Rinita. I like that you showed how something began and it became something else. The poem title is suitable as we get attached to memories of the person but the intangibleness of them make it harder for us to remember the person clearly. And I also appreciate your recurring line "You never were what you were".

Rinita Sen (author) on September 09, 2021:

Thank you manatita. I'm happy to see you here.

manatita44 from london on September 08, 2021:

A complex piece, Rinita, but it's well woven. Brilliant work!

Rinita Sen (author) on September 07, 2021:

Yes. Thank you Brenda. The mind exaggerates the good points of those people sometimes by changing their entire character. But of course, memories are great. What else would we live by? Thanks again for reading.

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on September 07, 2021:

It is true that when we miss someone we tens to remember only the good things about them & often in our minds we make them who we want them to be.

Memories are wonderful; Trickery with our thoughts for a bit though.

Good write.

Rinita Sen (author) on September 07, 2021:

I'm glad the message was conveyed, Chitrangada. And I'm happy to see you. Thanks for dropping by.

Rinita Sen (author) on September 07, 2021:

Thank you Pamela. Yes, these were some of the hardest times in many of our lives. I'm happy to see you here and thank you for reading.

Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on September 07, 2021:

Hello Rinita!

These are thoughtful and excellent poems, so well expressed. The thoughts, which you have mentioned in the opening paragraph, is well conveyed by your well crafted poems. The title says it effectively.

Thank you for sharing.

Pamela Oglesby from Sunny Florida on September 07, 2021:

We can have distorted memories of someone we lo led when they are no longer here. This has been such a difficult time for all of us. The line in that second poem at the end "You never were what you were" really makes that statement.

I like your poems, and they do deliver your message, Rinita.

Rinita Sen (author) on September 07, 2021:

Thanks Peggy. You said it so well. The weaving of real and imaginary is what makes up memories. Thank you for reading.

Rinita Sen (author) on September 07, 2021:

John. You understand and explain it perfectly. Thanks a lot for reading.

Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on September 07, 2021:

I second what John wrote. Our dreams of people we have known and loved often weave things together in a pattern of real and imagined mists of memory.

John Hansen from Gondwana Land on September 07, 2021:

Wow, Rinita! I understand the sad message in your amazing poems. Our memories of those who pass often become distorted over time and we remember them how we wanted them to be.

Both of these poems display that perfectly, but the second explains that the things we see and experience are just the final stage of something that is really part of something much greater, but no longer is. Exceptional poetry.

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