Poem Lest We Forget Novels & Stories

It is a promise that true love no matter how broken by time, death, or realms will always find its way home. To every reader who has walked this journey with me; May you remember that your light, like Selene’s, is never truly lost. And if you ever feel forgotten, just look up... The moon remembers. With all my heart, Ademolu Alisha Oluwatunmise 🌙

My life's a feat though I've tasted defeat. I have fought so true as my heart beats. Go away memory, go away, go away! Leave with my soul as my body falls in the hay. Let there be strown on my lonely grave. Honor me as a friend, a warrior so brave. Tis, my last words shall be brought forth. As the deadly solstice forest embraces my fate. Remember me. Remember me, with or without grace...

"I must not forget." .

They forgot—I am the flame. And flames don't die. They just find new ways to burn.

No matter how people forget things, there are still thing greater than any sickness a mortal can get. That is love Love that keeps on reminding us about the things that we truly hold dear. Love that can’t be erased no matter what makes us forget it. it will remain. And it will always be. For the print it left behind can never be removed. Not by age, not by time, not by any medicine Aiden POV

But no matter what lay ahead, we would face it together. As we continued our descent, the eerie silence was shattered by a haunting melody that echoed through the labyrinth. The song of the Forgotten, an ancient hymn that spoke of lost times and lost battles, resonated with our own struggles, filling us with a strange sense of dread. "What is that?" I asked Eldric, my voice barely a whisper. Eldric's gaze was distant, his eyes filled with ancient pain and loss. "It's the Song of the Forgotten, a reminder of our past, our struggles, and the destiny that awaits us."

--- The Forgotten Song In the city once called Lunareth, the Heartfire still burned. But few remembered why. The temple had become a monument— a relic of an older age. Priests tended the flame now, but their prayers were empty, their songs mechanical. They recited words from books whose meanings had long been lost. > “Lyra of Light, Kaenor of Flame, guide us through shadow, guard us from shame.” The words were beautiful, but hollow. And yet, some nights, when the moon turned faintly red,

You know we tell each other love poems when we are alone or when we are staring at the stars. "I know but there is a particular one... Don't tell me that you have forgotten so easily. Don't tell me that you forgot our favourite poem or else I will get mad at you for real this time." "Let me think, I can't forget it since it's our favourite love poem." He racked his brain, "I got it, I got it.." "Tell me now." "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?.." "No no stop. That is not it." She stopped him.

Flashback Maanvi repeated many times before that she would see marriage match for me but I didn't take seriously. Her lost words to me before her death, "Akshadh, you are equal to my brother. I saw a marriage match for you Akshadh but my bad luck couldn't able to see your wedding. Takkkkeee care...e.. of myyyyy husssbandddd and Alllllleeennnn...............," (In Tragedy chapter) Her words echoed again," I saw a marriage match for you Akshadh but my bad luck couldn't able to see your wedding,"

I am forever grateful to her for it. It hurt, of course, it did. Was I used to it, not entirely? I kept it away from them for 7 years. It doesn't matter now, I am in a good place in life. That memory won't be forgotten. My principle is to forgive but never forget. He ruined me, they ruined.