What was left unsaid
A deck of roses
walking with forgotten flowers
in my long lost lapel
the eternal trees following me
as I strolled along
pictured on a pathway
pine needles under my
long lost feet
the sun outshining
me on this afternoon
of the third day after
what was left unsaid
we couldn’t see
you see
that I could not
stand any more
of what was left unsaid
and so imagined I was free
and then saw
that there was nothing
you meant to me
in my head
my heart said something different
my soul swore it was a lie
due to the eternal attachment
I myself have to ‘I’
By me, Ron Shirt
A Poem
Started By
Ron Shirt
, Dec 27 2011 05:43 PM
3 replies to this topic
#1
Posted 27 December 2011 - 05:43 PM
#2
Posted 28 December 2011 - 01:20 AM
Nice, I really like the last stanza.
#3
Posted 06 February 2012 - 07:39 AM
Peace and blessings
Seems like a memory, something that happened, involving a women.
I'm getting a picture of a wedding or some occasion, would you care to elaborate?
Seems like a memory, something that happened, involving a women.
I'm getting a picture of a wedding or some occasion, would you care to elaborate?
#4
Posted 06 February 2012 - 11:02 AM
Peace and blessings
Seems like a memory, something that happened, involving a women.
I'm getting a picture of a wedding or some occasion, would you care to elaborate?
I would hesitate to interpret any poems of mine. Firstly I think they are too personal (known only to myself) and secondly I like to think they also can be applied to other people and/or situations (impersonal)
But, yes you are right in this case, something involving a woman was the inspiration. A wedding would be symbolic.
Thanks for your interest!
ron
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