The time has come,
You've said nothing so far,
You kept me in the dark,
Locked, sealed and shut.
I was filled with dark clouds,
Hurt, dejected I couldn't understand you,
You were in the meadow fields with him,
Oblivious to the hell you put me through
But dark clouds will go away,
And the sun will come once again,
Forgiveness I should seek,
To pardon you is my deed.
We've had our good times,
We've laughed and swayed together,
Step-right-step-left and turn,
We turned and we smiled in each other's eyes
I shall leave you now,
Even though I know you may not care,
I have packed up all our happy memories,
And I've thrown all the bad ones,
Will you remember me I wonder?
Will even think about me I ask?
But there is more to life than just this,
There is forgiveness and there is hope.
Author notes
This is written for a person who I shared many fond memories with and also who left me broken-hearted...but as the better man...even though it still hasn't been resolved...I feel the time has come for me to forgive and move on.
Written October 31st, 2005
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A great piece, moving on always is the hardest thing to do, or so I've heard. I can't offer any advice, as I've never really had to do it, so this was kinda a useless thing to type
It was a good piece, it flowed well, I really enjoyed it. Well done, keep up the good work.
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Even though you may feel it is time to move on, it does not always mean that it is an easy thing to do.
I can really relate to this and feel moved by this work.
Technically this is worded well, and flows very nicely. -
I've always enjoyed this space as a kind of scratch pad. We don't always need to be so critical and serious -- trying to write literature is not the singular goal in this allpoetry world. That's important because strenous rules in a "literature" world do restrict and try to tell writers how they should write. Sometimes it's just about saying what's on our minds the way we feel like saying it, or writing things out for the sake of writing them out.
Some thoughts on the poem itself and related ideas:
If we believe in humanity, then we enjoy sin. People are inherently good and bad. We will be disappointed, find flaws and ultimately get nothing accomplished.
If we believe in God, and in God working through people, then we get things done, accomplish things that matter and ultimately have a purpose.
Friends come and go, but God stays. Some friends are not even really friends, but are just friendly people. The trick is always in determining whom is which. This girl was certainly friendly, but hardly a friend. Most folks are like that I suppose. They are good and fine for a friendly relationship, but when it comes to a real friendship, getting serious, and dealing with life they haven't a clue how to act and what to do. Some don't even try.
When we feel neglected, it's because we made the mistake of believing in mankind. With God in mind we feel comfort and are whole.
In the case of girls and boys the opposite sex is the greatest human distraction we can have. When we get caught up in her (or him) I wonder if it is really them we are forgiving for being so darn attractive and yet misleading. Or is it us forgiving ourselves for falling for them and their friendliness? Or both?
There is one proofreading mistake that does need fixing. For the last stanza second line you have:
Will even think about me I ask?
You are missing "you" in this line. The line should read instead:
Will you even think about me I ask?
Never cease to write because you can my friend,
James out
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