I enjoyed this, it feels like youth lost and opportunities passed. It like the imagery of those youthful ideals that we think will last forever only to discover that not a damn thing last forever, time marches on and people change. But nothing is more torturous that looking back to the past with rose colored memories.
A wonderful sentiment so well-expressed! I'm very impressed by how you could get your thoughts across so well in so few words.
Only two lines bothered me since they were a little out of a rhythm: "Tell me I can't hit my target," The line has too many syllables and the meter is a little weird. You might've done this one purpose, though - I'm not sure. The second line is ""Only memories will be mine." It's just the distribution of syllables caused by "memories" that throws it off, though, so you could probably fix it easily by saying "only mem'ries will be mine."
Oh yeah, and after "Make me tell you how I feel" I would suggest a colon instead of a period, because otherwise the next line is a fragement and not a complete thought.
Great job with this - very well thought out and well done. (But so sad!)
Take me back to yesterday. There are so many lost yesterdays. How do we choose the One that we absolutely want to re-capture. I like this. It doesn't even seem like it rhymes as you read it.
.Popular topic, almost too popular I think. This is good but I felt as though it fell a little light on images. Ultimately, it's pictures that remain in the brains of your readers - nobody has enough of an attention span anymore to commit full lines to memory. Still, I appreciated the sentiment
I had a moment like this 8 years ago. I still wonder...
I don't think Ive read much of your poetry. I shall correct that now. I think this would work equally well as lyrics - extremely soulful and rhythmically perfect.
Heartfelt, especially as I have a past that this poem fits perfectly. Genuine. I loved being taken back in time to see glimpses of those days, of who she was, and how she made you feel. And to share in the rueful retrospect, for things not said, actions left undone. Lovely, well structured so it flowed well, leaving me pondering my own past, my own emotions. Great work.
I enjoyed this, it feels like youth lost and opportunities passed. It like the imagery of those youthful ideals that we think will last forever only to discover that not a damn thing last forever, time marches on and people change. But nothing is more torturous that looking back to the past with rose colored memories.
Technically excellent, very well controlled in its rhythm and its flow but I was expecting a spectacular ending, a twist on this common thought which didnt come. I admire the discipline involved and the technical ability though.
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