An old flame
Passed my way
I heard a voice
Within me say
Call out to her
And say hello
Another voice
Said oh no..no
What's done is done
Is done....is done
The Devil passed
Your way...my son
Yes indeed, too soon old too late smart. A very good message here James. Melvina
James, The soul shouts from depth silently... And a pain even more boundless... I Wish you healthy and calmnesses of soul... Tsira
Every line speaks. The dilemna is a real one and interesting. Beautifully phrased. Thanks James.
You've called out for and listened to the voice in you to become your guiding star...
I like that metaphysical side of the poetry when metaphors become kind of voices, flames passing the way. Wonderful example is this poem. The message is indirect and the voice (the metaphor) is open for interpretation. well penned!
I have been saved by that other voice on occasion. I am thankful for that other voice. Very good write.
Compelling music.One could almost dance to this one. Very well written indeed. Encore! Always your friend at poemhunter, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
...is done is done. And life goes on!