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
Nice poem Lora, though I hope, not based on actual experience.
sipping wine with a self-gotten red rose in the Valley of Remorse! you weave there a true spell, Lora.
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.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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