Once

She was a fairy beauty dreaming about the world

He was a knight with excessive compunction, fighting for his concord

They met by accident a long time ago

She loved him. Little did he know...

 

She was impulsive, he was no saint

Both driven by gravity, bouts and restraint

Nobody noticed in their eyes the silent glow

He loved her. Little did she know

 

Time is unstoppable. Roads are getting separate...

Her heart bloomed, his was getting desperate

They didn't know about each other's torments though

They looked at the moon and wished. Little did they know

 

Nothing is permanent, so someday life will just drain

Yet they didn't find each other even if the truth was plain

Like most in life, we let our only light to flow

And spend the night at the window. Little do we know...

 

Reviews

[R Smith]

little indeed Ana, how many times have i waited by a window, your poetry speaks to my soul and sees my life that was so long ago, the most lovely work here belongs to you :)

[Ana B.]

:) well....it's a pity we wait at the window....but that's how dreams are born i guess.....thank you Richard :)

[ANTO]

I really think the evolving story is demarcated very cleverly by the changing line at the end of each stanza Ana. Your poetry is a cut above, no doubt about it. Two who were meant to be just never see the truth of it - too wrapped up in their own (mind)world.
You pen sighs like I write ... ellipses.
Bravo dear poet
More ! More !
:))

[Ana B.]

this is one of the rare poems i've wrote on paper first, then typed it in Word......classic view: the fireplace set,a glass of red whine and a pen and paper......sigh
I'm happy you enjoyed my dear :)

[ANTO]

That sounds idyllic an idyllic writing environment.
Your welcome Ana.

[ANTO]

Yes ANTO - thats right - show how you can't string a sentence together ;)
I think you got what I meant my friend, eh?
;)

[Ana B.]

haha, lol, against all odds, yes my friend, i did :) Thank you

[ANTO]

Dunno what happened with that comment. I blame the caffiene.
You're welcome Ana.
:)

[Ana B.]

ha ha, caffeine can be very agitating i really can relate :) especially that i prefer mine with a bit of Bayleys....

[ANTO]

Well that sounds less like coffee to me and more like a cocktail ;p

[Ana B.]

lol, in this case, irish coffee please :)

[Matching Socks]

Another fine tale you've woven, the repetition at the end of each stanza is very powerful.
Nice job Ana.

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much Ana :)

[Matching Socks]

You're very welcome Ana. :)

[anonymous]

Wow...that was beautiful! Thank you so much for sharing.

[Ana B.]

Thank you :)

[TheLostMind]

This is kind of melancholic yet beautiful. You have tugged at my heartstrings really hard Ana.

"He loved her".. little did she know
"She loved him".. little did he know..

"Nothing is permanent, so someday life will just drain
Yet they didn't find each other even if the truth was plain
Like most in life, we let our only light to flow
And spend the night at the window. Little do we know..." - This happens everywhere. People are too afraid to confess their feelings.. They will constantly be in a state of denial. They are afraid that the other person might say "no" and all those beautiful castles built by them in their dreams will come crashing down.

[Ana B.]

Its true.......it takes guts to go after we want......only then a chance for a happy ending....thank you very much for the lovely review :)

[TheLostMind]

guts.. and a bit of luck.. You are welcome :)

[TheLostMind]

I always believe it is better to try and fail instead of not trying and regretting it later :)

[Ana B.]

yup, that too :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

sometimes we spend our lives searching for something that is right in front of us.

well done...loved the tale you weaved here with your words.

jacob

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much for stopping by Jacob :)

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

I love the way you write its very different.
You are simply telling a tale of two people in love but don't tell each other so.
And so no one ever finds out, because the truth is never spoken.
Something so simple, is said in such a unique way.
Great piece again :)

[Ana B.]

Thank youso much for stopping by.....i'm a fan of happy endings altough my poem tells otherwise...

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

Yes, it does. But not every story has a happy ending.
You are welcome :)

[wordman]

two lovers and they didn`t know,wonder how many times that happened

[Ana B.]

indeed....too many times....

[MsJewel]

A bittersweet little fairytale...no happily ever after...
I love the repetition in the poem - which makes the phrase "little do we know" so powerful.
Like most in life, we let our only light to flow
and spend the night at the window.... a wise and wonderful phrase.
It's a pleasure to read your work!
:) Julie

[Ana B.]

Thankg you very much Julie :) I'm thrilled you stopped by and liked my work. I'm a fan of your work!

[Jamestown]

Cool, calm, and collected is what came to mind when reading this. I love your style.
Amazing pen, for sure.

[Ana B.]

Thank you for the lovely review James :)