If only,
The imaginary
Could come true.
If only,
The love you feel
And felt,
Could be renewed.
If only,
We could go back
Into the past,
Relive the love,
We so briefly had.
If only,
I had met you,
Long ago,
I would have loved you more
Than you will ever know.
If only Poetry,
Could express
The way I feel,
You would not be
Just a shadow,
But so very real.
If only we'd had met before,
I never would have asked for more.
That just spoke to me in heart-breaking terms- -you have a talent for causing your readers to feel not only your yearning but the ones we readers have tried to keep in the shadows in the land of regrets. I am glad you write - you encapsulate the meaning of writing, how it clarifies and reflects the shared experiences of life. 10+++++++ my friend
Breath Taking! ! ! ! ! With Such Beautiful Heart! ! ! ! ! Ever So Powerful! ! ! ! ! Thank You Ever So Much For Sharing This! ! ! ! ! Endless 10S! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! +++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Imaginary in first stanza and metaphor lies in last..... makes the poem at least a good taste of writing.