THE ACT OF REMEMBERING

I remember

I remember the events,

events of life

or was it a dream?

I remember their lives which intertwined with mine

Stories of them, us, me or otherwise

I remember Grandma’s stories as vividly as I remember hers

But, I  also remember that stranger who brought feelings of joy, fright, cry or die

I remember

Stories of life and not

Dreams and not

Hopes and desires

Disappointment and shocks

Rise and fall

of known and unknown

I remember all

But I live along

I remember

But do I remember ?

or is it just a perspective?

or an idea?

or just another figment of my imagination ?

I remember

Remembering shows my outlook -

to what has happened

or what I perceive to have happened

or I imagined to have happened

Or probably just longed (or not) to have happened

I remember

Not the way they remember

I remember

My remembrance is my identity

Distinguishing me from them

An identity that they may (or not) remember

As their’s I may (or not)

I remember

and be remembered

While breathing or at the grave

While living or after death

I remember

While wearing that white or black

The remembrance brings back vivid colours

Colours of life -

of an outlook,

an idea,

a perspective,

of what is or was desired

or was it a dream ?

I remember

Was it mine or theirs’

Was it Dark and grey

or was it bright and white

I remember the cry as I remember the smile

I remember those tears as well as the smiles

I remember to live my life

I remember

I remember

I remember

but I move on - to live along

I remember to Move on

Move on - to remember the joys of life

To remain alive

To evolve for the brighter side

I remember

I remember to move on

and be an Amazon

Wage war against abrogating thoughts

Fight back against the stagnant thoughts

I remember

I remember to ponder upon ,

The learnings that the path has brought

Helping me to untangle and evolve

Enriching my experience and the thoughts

I remember

I remember to swim across

Gain power from the positive force

not loosing my identity in the flow

I remember to let it go.

I remember.

I remember!

---POEM - written by Soumya