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Long Ago
I loved you long ago
In another lifetime
When logic was far-gone
Though somehow things made sense
Color was never shown
And shades were more vibrant
In black and white
I loved you long ago
In another lifetime
When four white walls surrounded me
In a jacket that tightly bound me
When four friends
I only knew
Me myself I and you
When ignorance
Was everything
But us together
Though we aren't now
I know separation
For the better
When we ran to each-other
In a field of weeds
We didn't see
I loved you long ago
When love was a word I didn't know
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hope some of the love still remains..fabulous write
'I loved you long ago
When love was a word I didn't know'
Seals the message. Well done!
Its a beautiful poem and well written, thanking you for sharing.
I loved the repetition of Long Ago, as is the title, because in reality the past seems better than the present. I think we all reminisce about the good ole days, and, that being, it's commonly important for us to express our feeling about the past. I also loved the ending. when love was a word I didn't know. It's extremely powerful for me, and many have had those relationships that seemed to be nothing special, but when it was over we seem to want to go back to those good ole days.
It is really a continuing expression of love, that make me hear the inside beat, love the lines: When four friends
I only knew
Me myself I and you, ........more then a very good one.
this is a great poemm
Sometimes acting on emotion (even when it's love) is selfish and can be detrimental. You've captured that well. The writer seems wise enough to know seperation for the better. Well done.
hindsight, eh i like this, nice writing, thanks
Dark poem, with hints of melancholy and despair...though one can still see notes of optimism in it, because if there is Love, there is Hope too.
Regards,
~Besa
Yes, indeed, the last 2 lines make the poem very poignant and touching...