Memories are like a river
They never stop flowing
Some end in photographs
While some end in epitaphs.
Memories come!
Memories go!

Memories are like a bird
Perching our minds.
And like a hit song,
Replaying to remind us,
Of the moments of joy and pain.

Memories are golden
Engraved in hearts and sometimes unspoken
Memories bring back memories,
In tales of unscripted stories.

Memories are like a mirror
Reflecting all we’ve been through
Times when emotions were true
It’s all in the memories of you and me.
Now, we’re telling stories of how we used to be.


Esther Kalu
Esther Kalu Ndidi also known as Rukenny is budding poet, short story writer, content writer, freelance writer and journalist who explores her love for writing with the scribbles from her heart, with the aim of impacting positive change. She is a student of Mass Communication in Yaba College of Technology, Lagos. Esther blogs at Rukenny's Secrets.