#poetry #reminiscence #repost How I wish… Oh how I wish to turn back my life’s pages And be a child Sitting in my mother’s arm Feeling every bit of coziness and calm To do big blunders and go off easily To cry as much and not be judged Oh how I wish.. To fall off […]
HOW I WISH…..
This poem inspired me to write my own -planned- poem with this same idea. Hopefully no one is bothered that the idea is copied. However, I liked the end result and wanted to publish this just like that. I also have to say that the original one is really great! I love that poem…but my poem shows what the word wish at the moment first brings to my mind.
I wish I could walk on street without fear, without need to be looking out.
I wish this is not the end of life, not the permanent state.
I wish I can hug and touch some day, see all the colors, not just gray.
I wish the joy comes back for me, that joy once so pure and true.
I wish I could be free again, free to live and free to love, free to be friendly.
We had the anniversary with my spouce on the beginning of November and we’ve been 16 years together already. So (as you can count) we met at autumn 2004. Years have flied like a blink of an eye.
That anniversary and the beginning of the poem (below) inspired me to write the following poem.
These leave cards are made by me some years ago. I sold those once at fairs.
The most unforgettable November
I can still remember when it was November. I’d been so lonely before you only. I met you there in place where you took my soul on one gray November day.
I’m surprised how easily this came on my mind because english is not my mother language and I always thought I could never write english poems. Well, I’m not 100% sure if there’s some grammatical faults again…but I wonder if there’s room on the poems for the artist view. Right?
Have a happy week!
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With this post I’m taking part to this poem challenge above. For the first time I wrote a poem in english so pleace for give me if there’s some grammatical faults!
Anyway, these are my thoughts about November. November is the most gloomy month in year. It’s dark, (usually without any decent (or more permanent) light brought by snow). It’s usually also cold and nude (I mean nature is nude without leaves on trees and without flowers or any kind of colors). Everything is black and white. I’ve always hate November. It makes me sad and depressed.
So these thoughts I have (almost) every year when November comes but this year November is even more darker. This year have been very heavy (ofcourse to all of us) because of this pandemic but for me also personally. Therefore, this poem became really gloomy!
Darkness inside my mind, darkness outside. Side by side, together they are. Side by side, fear takes the peace of my heart.
November is comfortless. November overflowes.
I wanted to link one more song here. Does anyone still remember this? One of the 90’s classics. I liked this song by then (and yes it’s still beautifull, still working). I was tvelve years old when this became. Can’t believe it’s already 28 years ago…
Well that’s everything from me by now. Take part in this great challenge too!