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AS TIME PASSES

In days of youth
I believed life would hold no tragedy
but later times brought me the truth
as the troubles made their way to me.

Then as I grew
overcoming them became routine.
As with other people that I knew
I kept looking for where grass is green.

And the years went by
every good time countered by the bad
as I slowly learned how not to cry
while I treasured all the good I had.

At last came you
and love like I'd never had before
which turned the cloudy skies to blue
when you found the key to my heart's door.

Now here in my older years
with most of life strung out behind
I find the ones with you held fewest tears
and to the bad ones I'm now blind.

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your emotions and feelings vividly expressed in these verses...could feel them..

be well..

raj (sublime_ocean)

Thank you for dropping by

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Hello Stan, what a lovely, romantic poem. The title and content are perfectly clear. The rhyming is perfect.
It's so true, one learns, or can't cry. I was brought up to have "a stiff upper lip", tho' I don't think that's good. It's best to mourn freely. I believe my Fibromyalgia struck me because I was just too busy to mourn. Bad things happened in succession.
I'm so glad you found your happiest years alongside the one you love most. So did I, but he's also gone now. I have my beloved cat!
Enjoyed, best, Gracy

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"My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies; fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.” – Freddie Mercury

I am so sorry your other half is gone anon cat can replace him. Thanks for coming by

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Well your romantic muse has come to remind us true love exists, when in good times or bad having a hand to hold makes all the difference, being together most of your lifetime you have shared most everything life has given. Stan you big softy I love your heart. Next month I will be married for 9 years we are still babes!

Thank you...Teddy

Ah, newly weds lol. I recall when you got married. Hopefully you are as happy now as you were then......stan

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You have yet to comment on my poem
TIME'S REALITY
KINDLY do

it is unseemly to ask for comments. I'll get around to it as I usually do

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