If we could live our lives again
Would we the same?
Would you say the same things to charm me?
Would i still believe you
When you say i am beautiful like the sunset?
Would you still think i am witch to charm you so?
Would you still go away
knowing you will never come back to me?
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Would your life have been better or worse if I had not met you the way and day I did.
That hi, the getting to know you better.
The smile and the promise to meet again.
That greeting card, telling me of the wonderful time you had.
Those meetings, ignoring the world and all around us.
Those fights with family and society, on religion and why it should not matter.
That day, when we became one.
Do you, ever, think, of what a different life you would have had if we had not met the way and day we did.
Do you, ever, think, it would have been a better life if we had not met the way and day we did?
@matter: Lovely!! Is it inspired by real life? If so, i admire the fact that you fought (“Those fights with family and society, on religion and why it should not matter”)
Oh yes, it is.
Am probably not creative enough to carve out anything other than inspired by real life.. :)
Thank you as well.
Oh and yes,
Yr poem was lovely - up until the last couple of lines..
I hope that it is not inspired by real life, but I suspect it might.
If it was, I am sorry for yr loss; but hope that time has done its bit to get you into a different mood. Maybe something like -
'If you would re-write this poem again
Would you the same?'
And my apologies for digging up old (& hopefully healed) wounds.
Tk care.
You write well.
There is nothing to be sorry about. i have never let love or anything keep me down for long! And i believe there is no loss or gain in love. You love. And that is it.
The poem would be the same.
It is nice to scratch old wounds sometimes - though i am not sure whether i was wounded by this particular event.
Hmm, karmic philosophy at work here (?)
I would, however, have liked to hear that maybe you might have written the poem differently now/
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