I was too hesitant to come
You were too hesitant to call
Times chariot went speeding by
Now curtains have begun to fall....
You know Why? Because we love secrets and forbidden things more than reality
Grasp happiness where and when you can even when time goes so quickly.
is it better to shatter smash all hope with a declared love professed refusal, to cast caution to the wind take a leap of faith in hopes of attaining ardent heart felt love, unrequited love declared rejected at least silenced nagging plague 'what if' regrets
I wrote the poems 'What If Regrets Haunting: Undeclared Love' and 'What Happens To Too Hesitant To Declare Love? ', inspired by the poem 'A Love Affair That Never Was....', by the poet krishnakumar chandrasekar nair and dedicated to krishnakumar chandrasekar nair.
He who hesitates is lost to that sad refrain of what if. Well said.......
Something must have happened between lines 2 and 4 which I cannot deduce. It seems both parties are paralyzed into inaction. Then we get the marvelous image from Andrew Marvell (one of my favorites too) and then curtains are coming down which your notes suggests are to cover up intimacy. So I'm assuming the fleeting quality of life made these two finally establish contact. If so, they are also fulfilling the theme of Marvell's poem.
Such a great poem. So much said in so few words. You leave us with a poignant reminder of how much loss can be suffered when we hesitate.
Yes. Short and beautiful about missing the bus. It happens to many. But, there indeed is a sweetness about it. I get a sense from the last line that it is all still not over. Why don't you run after the bus and manage to get in? !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A Fantastic poem. Short and sweet... said in few words...