If Only Things Had Been Different
Don’t tell me you never
think of us
these days, or what we
once were ..
Not to mention where
we might be,
if only things had been
just a little
bit different back then ..
But in so
many big different ways ..
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Author:
Neville (
Offline) - Published: November 1st, 2024 01:09
- Comment from author about the poem: regrets, I've had a few .. but then again, and when I can, I do tend to mention 🤍
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- Users favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy, Qurrathul Ain, GenXer Shamrocker ☘️
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Comments11
That question that haunts our lives Neville:
"If only.......?"
Andy
Universally asked countless times each day, I would imagine .. cheers Andy .. Neville
Who are ya? Oops, sorry, yes, I didn't think of ya. I forgot ya! lol.
No problem.
Highly identifiable the what if. I think everyone has, at one time or another, asked themselves such things. A poem that is so human
Thank you, that'll do nicely sir .. Neville
On quite important junctions in life it’s the small things that count for the most and make the biggest differences!
You are of course, in the main quite write .. tis indeed those very things .. Thank you .. Neville
What's so charming about this one is that it should resonate with countless since too many of us have begun pining again over missing lovers. Oh! The piercing ache! The yearning to have a second chance where the first plummeted. Beautifully rendered with excellent spirit and that superbly haunting poignancy which drives us insane.
You Missy are way too kind .. thank you so much .. Neville
Oh, but you're quite welcome. My pleasure, Sir.
Excellent write Nevilie
Cheers Tony
You're welcome
Second chances are like 2 in a million, but we all wonder and never forget. The most powerful word in this poem is "if." This poem captures a universal dilemma, lost love. There is no going back no matter how many times we dream of it happening. All that's left is a memory. - Phil A.
Many thanks Phil .. always appreciated .. Neville
Acknowledging, rather than apologizing, seems more real…I believe, it always suits your poems more…Stay fresh, my friend…
I am blessed .. bless You Parisab .. Neville
Enjoyed, Neville, but why the enigmatic contradiction in the last five lines, and why don't others....I feel a dissociative state coming on......
you just can't rely n anyone these days can ya ..
Suggest you start a political party with that as your slogan....
Tremendous. Powerful work.
Hurrah sir T .. thanks a trillion.
If only🕊
You only have to say the word .. 🕊️🐧🤍
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