Maybe never again
will I blame you or me
for what went wrong;
’cause wrong is not
a word to describe
whatever that was not
real,but just hopes.
And If you insist,
I should,
I will.
I do.
Prompted @ PAD ChallengeΒ [Day 10 & 11]
Maybe never again
will I blame you or me
for what went wrong;
’cause wrong is not
a word to describe
whatever that was not
real,but just hopes.
And If you insist,
I should,
I will.
I do.
Prompted @ PAD ChallengeΒ [Day 10 & 11]
Ah!the pain of a hurt heart π
Nicely written π
ooh feels familiar
Hope you are out of the feeling now…
beautiful and wise mindset. very wise. if hope doesnot materiallzes into reality it cant be called mistake, its bad luck.
fate ! yes, that is an easy one to blame π
I like the way the shape of the poem fits the sentiment. And how its ‘hopes’ that failed rather than went wrong.
Glad you liked it π
The last lines were infact a late addition to this poem !
Wise realization – if we could understand this concept earlier – it would provide us with more hope and less hurt … all part of a lesson we must learn so we can recognize what is real when “real” presents itself! Well done! π
… and so you pen for all of us. π Sigh!
Whom shall we Blame other than fate, or even our own ego.