Once,
There was a puppet.
It had no strings, only stuffing.
Staring, understanding eyes.
Caring, never judging.
I loved that puppet.
Now it's gone.
Once,
There was a book.
A child's book, who's pages
Were full of happiness;
From a child's point of view.
I loved that book.
Now it's gone.
Once,
There was a cat.
An orange cat, with a crooked tail,
Who preferred to be with me
Above anyone else.
I loved that cat.
Now it's gone.
Once,
There was a car.
An old and failing car.
It'd sputter and sob, when it ran.
Drove me wherever.
I loved that car.
Now it's gone.
Once,
There was a girl,
Who I liked, spending time with
Made me happy. Just being
With her; to hold her...
I loved that girl.
Now she's gone.
Once,
There was a feeling.
An emotion that filled me.
It defied time, who's passage
Could not erode it.
That feeling was love.
Melancholic Love, the stuff of poetry. Great write. I really liked this one. Plus the receding lines in each verse give it an added dimension..10.
Sad how everything comes to an end. passing time seems to pass and all we have left are memories
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this style 'Once upon a time' reminds me of a fairy tale -10 anjali