There was at time
When thoughts that sprang
Within my mind were for my own pleasure
When lovely visions
Stayed inside me as things to treasure
Then came a time
When someone asked
If I would share what I found as wonder
When my reflections
Were sought out visions for someone to ponder
Followed a time
When the phone would ring
And my heart would sing with joyous laughter
When speaking my thoughts
And sharing my dreams were for ever after
Too soon a time
When silence greeted
My words of wisdom that once sparked imagination
When ears now listened
Only because of polite obligation
Now is a time
When the beauty around me
Seems more enhanced when shared with others
When I seek out another
To tell those dreams I still have left over
There was a time
But that was then
And this is now.
This poem rings true. It's always nice to have someone to share our hopes and dreams. However, I find that writing is an outlet in itself. Thanks for sharing.10+
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i loved the haunting quality of this poem..a very good poem i feel..so many things in life have a lightning-like conception and appearance...sadly, they can go quickly also..adding to the mystery