Lora Colon

Silver Star - 3,989 Points (26 September 1944 / Missouri - United States)

I Never Found The One - Poem by Lora Colon

Today, I bought my favorite wine
And a red rose with a long stem;
Watching the young girls passing by,
I recall when I was one of them

There was a time when my young dreams
Ran wild and free, with no care;
Searching for love, I was confident,
As for suitors, I had my fair share

The men were handsome, witty and fun,
And they all made their bid for me;
Strangely, I turned my back to them all,
What I wanted I just didn't see

But time wouldn't wait, it marched along,
With no concern for my destiny;
The hills got higher, the rivers, wider,
Then heaven abandoned me!

As the years moved on, I waited and watched,
Now I wonder what I should have done;
I believed that fate would bring him to me,
But I never found The One

And I watch the sun as it slowly descends
Ever downward in the Valley of Remorse;
Am I destined to suffer the rest of my life
For failing to chart my course?

Time won't allow me to correct the past,
And as I sit alone sipping my wine,
I know somewhere there's a lonely man.....
A man who should have been mine


Comments about I Never Found The One by Lora Colon

  • Gold Star - 21,056 Points Sandra Feldman (9/14/2013 12:48:00 AM)

    Life is sad, life is lonely
    What we do or could have had
    Does not depend on us only.
    So many mistakes we make
    And when we realize, it's too late.
    I think you tried to express this in a very wonderful way (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,284 Points Tarobinson1103@gmail.com Robinson (9/10/2013 3:14:00 AM)

    Sad poem but I see there still is hope.
    Drink the wine (life)
    Smell the rose (dreams)
    Then like the little girl in you
    wish upon a star (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 140 Points John Brown (9/9/2013 3:08:00 AM)

    Nice poem Lora, though I hope, not based on actual experience. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,265 Points Pradip Chattopadhyay (9/6/2013 5:27:00 AM)

    sipping wine with a self-gotten red rose in the Valley of Remorse!

    you weave there a true spell, Lora. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,496 Points S.zaynub Kamoonpuri (9/6/2013 1:07:00 AM)

    Oh i can so relate to dis fantastic poem pennd so finely in rhymin too. When suitors r plenty we turn them down and then end up choosin unwisely. Kudos. I hope u read my poem too, even d latest. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 6, 2013


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