I never met him, our paths never crossed
So what am I missing, what have I lost?
I wander in the shadows, seeking the light,
Who am I missing tonight?
Was he in the crowd, did we pass in the street?
Were we on the same train, did our eyes ever meet?
Would knowing the truth make anything right?
Who am I missing tonight?
Does he think of the girl he never met?
How cruel fate is to show no regret!
Alone with his thoughts, does he dim the light
And wonder who he's missing tonight?
Now my hair is gray, my looks are gone,
Through crowded streets I walk alone.
Remembering my youth, my thoughts take flight
Who am I missing tonight?
love this poem Lora. brings back thoughts of yesterday. nice ink
Now my hair is gray, my looks are gone, Through crowded streets I walk alone. Remembering my youth, my thoughts take flight Who am I missing tonight? Heart touching words! In our life's journey, we happen to love someone so profoundly but, so silently, that our love goes unnoticed. Yet at ripe age, our minds perhaps do not regret much, though our thoughts take flight, and remember the person we so profoundly miss, as s/he leave a permanent impression in our minds. Lady, I loved your poem and thank you very much for this excellent piece.
An intriguing poem Lora. Written well with a nice rhythm to it.
WHY THE DID I TYPE ELSIE IN MY FIRST (?) POEM COMMENT TO YOU? ! ;) BRI have a nice day. say Hello to the worms and butterflies.........and bees for me!
Very nice....disturbs us with that profound question of the unexplored possibilities.... :)
Another great poem, Lora. The mystery of life! Reminds me of a story my dad told me of two ships passing in the night. Sadly it's a question many ask themselves, I certainly have. What if? Enjoyed reading this, Lora. Good work.
Lovely write, mysterious and haunting. Would be good reading with a margarita.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Of cours he's missing you too. He'd be a fool not to.