Yesterday I cried.
I've seeked for any solace,
in today
that I could find.
Just yesterday I felt broken;
and yet had no idea,
that today
had not yet spoken.
And yesterday I lingered.
Today I found the courage,
to turn back on
my telephone ringer.
Another day,
a different day,
one apart from all the rest.
No need to fear,
there is still time....
for tomorrow may be even best.
A contest entry
- Time by Palas Kumar Ray.
900 points, ended August 16, 39 entries
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Comments
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Yes we should never forget that there is always a tomorrow which has not spoken yet.Which may not be dark.
This is a very positive thought about "Time" which is also the prompt of my contest.Thanks for entering and best of luck.
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I am so sorry I opened your poem again. It is very good but it was an accident that I opened it again. I am really sorry.
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Very nice and soothing. I especially liked how you did your background.
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I like this a lot! Nice message, and I liked the repetition you used: "another day / a different day"and the use of 'yesterday' and 'tomorrow.' Well penned, this was a nice read.
And I like the ending... it's very hopeful and inspiring. one thing: the last line seems a bit awkward grammar-wise... maybe change to 'for tomorrow may be the best' or something like that? well penned though, this is a good write!
~HH
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