Why hath thou forgot our first kiss.
My path was left with a broken rope.
Was it wrong of me to hath loved you?
Didst thou not thinkst of tomorrow?
Or was it that thou thought thou had me,
that I shall never fade away.
Nay! I hath faded before thou even thinkst.
There is nothing that can be done,
the layers of such love has been taken.
There was once a tale of thy and me,
of the love that lived within our soul.
Thou let it go, and left it to wither,
without a thought .
It shall never grow once again.
I cried tears of unwanted hurt,
a hurt that thou hath left within me.
I gazed into thy eyes hoping to find a reason to stay.
Nay! I was left alone in the darkness of my shadow.
Day after day the shadow was no longer a shadow,
but an end to its growth.
Thou yell and hurt me some more,
leaving me with tears of a pain that cant be felt, but only I hath felt.
Nay! To thou and thy love that stroke my heart with sickness.
I shall rise like the sun and the stars once more.
Didst thou ever think that I shall walk away?
Shall I tell thou, that there will always be an end to such love.
That love dies if its layers are broken.
With that I shall leave and walk a path of freedom.
There is where I shall never feel hurt again.
A contest entry
- Love dies... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
400 points, ended October 23, 2008, 17 entries
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Great!
This poem has lots of feelings and emotions. I see that this was a contest entry. I want to compete in one but I dont like losing!
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I share your enthusiasm for Shakespeare ; in fact, I have taught his works to many a student. Although your "thou" and "thee" are sometimes confused, I enjoyed reading your poem that offers an insight into fierce, relentless pain. May you find solace in the beauty you have such a profound appreciation for - that in itself is a gift. Tony x
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I love
the Shakespearean dialogue. It has a romantic feel that is unequalled in all of literature. Kudos for trying to emulate it. Seek the heaven, soar freely in the skies to find a horizon that you may meet. -
Love is surely one thing that should never be taken for granted. It's a constant, surely, an ever-present force which is very much alive- but it can be withheld or taken away in an instant. And sometimes being near or thinking about one we still love, but shouldn't(for things they have done to hurt), is very painful.
I like that this poem ends on a positive note, looking forward to the future and what it will bring.
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Ah..being as the character of the love one can describe it with the image of the expereinces ..and this way your words seems to be the most effective description of this love..well done....
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Minus the first kiss, this is the very existance of all my romances...minus the parts of ever being together.
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