Right Or Wrong

 Wrong Or Right


It didn't matter who  was right  or wrong  
I am left weaker in my  soul  than  I've
ever been .
I hear a  violin playing at  a street cafe
a few blocks away.
Lovers holding hands and drinking  wine 
talking  how there love will  outlast  time .

Sometime you got  to  let angry words pass 
you by .
Then in  time Love works  itself out. 
Now I realize this as I am setting  alone
in  a upstairs hotel room  because I can't  go  
home, till  she calls me on  the telephone and 
wants me back.

It's the midnight hour as I hear  the bells ring 
from  the clock tower a dozen times . 
As I seat  here  weaving a dozen paper roses 
together something I haven't  done since I 
was a child it brings a smile upon  my  face as 
I think how we will  embrace each  other once again. 

A sleepless night of tossing  and turning  thoughts 
of you bouncing  around in  my  head like lose marbles. 
So out for a walk  in the cool  night air, 
As I left my  room I was  chasing my shadow under 
the street lights until  I come to  the cafe where our 
eyes meet and our heart limped toward each  other 
where fate once again  brought us back  together.when  
in  the end it  didn't matter who  was wrong  or right.

   
By: Rodney Ray  Hatchell
10-07
 

 
 




   

Reviews

[luke312]

I could feel and see the writing. It's a very nice read that convaid feeling and caused my imagination to take hold.

I like this piece, it's full of very beautiful imagery.
The grammar and spelling needs a little bit of work.

"Now I realize this as I am setting alone"
should be
"Now I realize this as I am sitting alone"

There are a few things like this and sometimes it can distract from the piece.
Nice Write
~ST

[Carrie Montgomery]

full of regret and sadness.
I like how the character is hanging on, waiting for the loved one to forgive and forget. I like how in the end, they were both "waiting" and they get back together despite thier differences.

[Gandré]

Hello Rodney, good to see you again. This is the first poem where you didn't use the word "Jesus".

I liked its melancholy very much. I hope you are smiling like in your picture.

Best, l.g.

[Fallen Angel]

It was really, really good. I'm already in a fragile mood, it's taking all I have to stop from crying, and I have to hold on to not crying harder now, because it's a sad poem.