Dream on - Dream on The music says, Not in words as it plays, But in emotions that stab the heart. It finds the notions compelling every part Of me to ponder - and to wonder, If you understand What it's like, if you can Accept the needs of mine, Or does it only just remind You to regret days gone by. The times when you and I Were more then friends, And now,without amends You play the game of hurt and go, Little do you care, or even know, What we had in all those years Has ended as a life of tears.
I thank both of you for your remarks,I try not to get emotional over the past but some times it just happens,like late last evening and although I don't consider this to be a good poem ,it was a relief to have done it. Thanks again, studecar Larry
LadyMorgana60Norwich, Norfolk, England UKMay 5, 2012
A heartfelt write Studecar, sad and as you have done..it good to express and let it out. Thank you for sharing
Odette67Penrith, Cumbria, England UKMay 5, 2012
You play the game of hurt and go, Little do you care, or even know, What we had in all those years Has ended as a life of tears.
How often we look back at the good times... People can take many things from us...But never our memories.
Sure there is regret for what I have not done, no question about that. I wish I would have taken better care of myself. I wish I would have reached out more to strangers. I wish I would have loved more. I think there is always time for change, there is always time for redemption, that life doesn't have to be sorrowful, there is so much to laugh about and live for, if we only take the time to look.
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Little do you care, or even know,
What we had in all those years
Has ended as a life of tears.
How often we look back at the good times... People can take many things from us...But never our memories.