Dartmouth and what life could have been?

A personal poem maybe

Life has that thing,
It teaches you.
And in one and half years,
It could come back full circle.

Small college, extreme winters
How could it appeal to men riding high?
One false move , one false step
Could spoil the so perfectly designed life
And the so called momentum it had gained.

Oh little did he know what he was doing?

It all came back to him on a snowy evening,
He was sitting all alone thinking of her,
Of the warm cottage where he would have been sitting;
She would make warm coffee with that smile on her face,
He would work on his term paper.
Snow would keep falling outside but they would be warm.

Oh little did he realize his momentous fallacy?

Now he sits back in his hot apartment
Types on his laptop this miserable piece
And claims it to be poetry;
When he should be finishing his term paper
And the multitudes of other what not's.
Nobody will make coffee tonight
As snow keep on falling.

Oh he does realize now.

Sometimes opportunity stands right there,
You can see it waving but you care not to look.
You don't see those three drops of tears
That is shed as quickly as they are rubbed off.

And then one and half years down the line,
Your choice is not so obvious to you anymore,
Everything you sought was there
The scope, the beckon of Ivy league
And her of course.

Cry, scream now
And take those frantic mid week flights
Escape to her all the time
But all time ain't always.

© Nothing Personal. December 02, 2010.

Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

Hind sight what a horrible thing. Knowing what you needed and wanted all along was there with you and you let it slip away. Not regret is what is rooted inside the heart and to ease the ache there is nothing for she can't be with. Time is the only thing that can dull these sharp emotions. Great write.

[Amanda]

I love love love it. And I can totally relate to the part about him shirking his term paper to write a poem. I totally did almost exactly that, but with a short story...and then turned it into my term paper. Here's to possibly failing in pursuit of literary fulfillment! Great poem.

[Ruth]

The way this is told is cleverly done love, a truly, intensely emotive poem!
Sometimes the eyes roam the other way, disaster is cunning at times!
Beautifully written!
xx

[Eternal.Dreamer]

"Sometimes opportunity stands right there,
You can see it waving but you care not to look."

Yes, everybody has at least one thing from the past that regrets about...every time wee see opportunity, we have to take it, because once it goes away, almost never comes back. Great writing.

[Brian W. Hastings]

I really like this...great job. It hits a nerve and that is the best thing a writer can want.

[TheBandit]

A feeling that everyone can relate to
Really intense read
Makes me think about decisions made in moments and their effects on the rest of life
But then I think that there are no perfect decisions
But then I think it's so hard not to think of life as it could have been
But great poem anyone intense read
Thanks for writing it

[sarah]

sooo sad but amazing!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

This is very sad to lose someone you could've had, but didn't try to keep that person! great poem!

[Just Cat]

Looking back to the past is always hard, especially for the bad times, or the chances missed. It must be nature that we critise ourselves and our actions, thinking of the what ifs and buts and thinking what could have been.
I do like this piece, well done :)

[MuSe Ampoule]

Great poem...describes the biggest tragedy of life...the path not sought.

When I look back on my past...I wear sunglasses. The glare of my mistakes is too much to bare.

[goltinfron_nh]

Sad. Looking back, we all have those times our lives were we we so certain of our decision at the time, only to realize later how profoundly stupid we are.