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To Late The Dream

To late the realization of where I am

                   Lost

In the heart of another that will not be

                   Alone

Never to know what they cannot show

                   Bewildered

Will not or can’t, what matters the difference

                   Empty

Reality sets in, I know I’ll not win either

                   Forlorn

I’ll n’er take what is not willingly given

                   Longing

Nor will I give what should not be given

                   Temptation

Concede no I’ll not let this dream die

                    Wanting

 

 

             

 

 

 

 


— poewriter58, May 26, 2008

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rider68

18 years ago

Hi Chrys

This is very thought provoking, A thought to which many could relate, "If Only" very often the case, setting the rules, Honesty a rare commodity, love without hidden tags, A wanting but something that we can't have. Glad to see you posting, Love & Best wishes Peter ~~~~~~~~~Creativity Is to think more efficiently~~~~~~~~~~
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poewriter58

18 years ago

Peter

Thank you as always you saw where I was going with this I still post but not as often Chrys
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Arrow

18 years ago

I agree that it’s

I agree that it's thought-provoking. That's why I wanted a little more. If you'll never take anything unless willingly given, how will you justify not conceding? Is it that you decide there is a meaningful difference between "will not" and "can't" (line 7) and continue to struggle in this relationship? Or, is it that you will pursue the dream with someone else?
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poewriter58

18 years ago

Arrow

Thank you so much The answer is I can justify it by keeping it in dreams until and unless the tides turn, or not give up dreaming might be a better explanation tell me what more you would like to see and perhaps I will add to it Chrys
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Arrow

18 years ago

You were lost, empty,

You were lost, empty, bewildered and forlorn. Then, at the end you showed a reservoir of strength. How did you reach the lifespring? For me, that's an important question. Happy holiday.
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poewriter58

18 years ago

Arrow

That is an excellent question let me give that thought. I see where you are pushing this and I like it thank you. Chrys
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poewriter58

18 years ago

Arrow

I've not forgotten your question . I just had life get in the way for a bit Chrys
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Arrow

18 years ago

Don’t worry. My work week

Don't worry. My work week schedule is heavy so I've little time to write or think about writing until the weekend. Even if you never gave my suggestion another thought, there'd be no need to worry about that, either.
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themoonman

18 years ago

Hi Chrys...

this seems very sad but strong in the end... hope all is well with you and yours... this is in a differant sort of form... I like it.. Richard
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poewriter58

18 years ago

Richard

Thank you. All is as well as it can be at present It is good to hear from you. Thanks for stopping to read this. Chrys
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poewriter58

18 years ago

janice

Thank you very much . I am still thinking about arrows question Chrys
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Lonnie

17 years 5 months ago

A very touching Piece!

I think you may have a corner on the market of Love Poetry, Chrys! Really beautiful!
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poewriter58

17 years 5 months ago

Lon

I write my poems for certain people perhaps that is why they come across as they do thank you Chrys