I yearn to rewind and secure my past,
Diminish the pain, make it the last.
I long for gentler wounds to bear,
Regretting the moments when I didn't care.
The distant sight of you, a haunting scene,
I wish I hadn't waved my hand so keen.
A wish to undo my foolish ways,
And erase the memory of love's misplays.
Oh, to be the version I used to know,
Shielded from the arrows of Cupid's bow.
Yearning for the strength not to crack,
To reshape the narrative and take life back.
Boldness desired, warmth to unfold,
In the icy grasp, a tale untold.
Yearning for a self, that's more intact,
No longer burdened by the desire to retract.
If only I could alter the hands of time,
Write a different rhythm, create a different rhyme.
To embrace the present with courage untold,
No more yearning for a past grown cold.
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Author:
Meera Mere (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 19th, 2024 08:27
- Category: Sad
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"The distant sight of you, a haunting scene,
I wish I hadn't waved my hand so keen.
A wish to undo my foolish ways,
And erase the memory of love's misplays."
Isn't that just a perfect verse, that what makes poetry alive, you can feel it, i guarantee even when your older, this memory will return, maybe with a smile on a past cherised, maybe with regret, but that verse (along with the rest of the poem is brilliant
Thank you so much. And yeah some memories makes us who we are, maybe not in the ways we want but it's always for the best. And I would wish my older self doesn't regret my deeds.
I would say if we don't have regrets then we haven't lived. If you look tomorrow then the one I will post then is all about regret
Regrets are inevitable, we all have them. Even those who say they have no regrets, deep down inside they do. Well penned Meera. 😉👍
Can't disagree with that part. Thank you so much😊
this is a lvely poem for the verse:
I yearn to rewind and secure my past,
Diminish the pain, make it the last.
I long for gentler wounds to bear,
Regretting the moments when I didn't care.
this what got me hooked i like the way u started off the poem
Glad you liked it. Thank you so much for your kind words.
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