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Poetry / Life Goes On
Moments became years
And now I don't know you
You don't know me
We aren't the people we used to be
We are shells of those young lovers
Pennies in a fountain rusted over
Their wishes ungranted
Tears have dried
And life went on
Now we stand here face to face
Two fimilar strangers
Hearts racing, eyes smiling
Different lives with different lovers
Ashes become flames once again
Slowly the people we were emerge
Softly we blow out the fire
Knowing whats best for all
And how life must go on.
-DLCW
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I like the theme of love in the background. It reminds me so much of rapper and poet TUPAC. You have nice works such as, ‘Ashes become flames once again
Slowly the people we were emerge
Softly we blow out the fire
Knowing whats best for all
And how life must go on.’
This is like these to use to be lover coming back together, and they are still in love but they make no mistakes and move on.
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I love this, I really do. I can strongly relate to this. My boyfriend and I have been together for about five years the last two years kind of on and off. Currently, he is now my ex boyfriend who is now married and everytime we meet up for coffee or just talking there is that intense attraction that is still there. I guess that we can never really get over own first love. Something is always going to be there. I really do like the way you wrote this, very nicely done.
You have a very realistic point of view regarding life as noted in the opening line: Moments became years…
And now I don’t know you…may be said a better way as it now sounds like a letter, speaking directly to the person. That concept follows through the next lines then you move in another direction. First or second person view?
We are shells of those young lovers…very nice visual.
Pennies in a fountain rusted over…and here the concept of time is reinforced.
Hearts racing, eyes smiling…it is fulfilling for the reader to feel the emotions rekindled and the importance of the relationship as it was and somehow still exist.
Ashes become flames once again…but were they ever ashes. The science of it is wrong. You may better use smoldering or pale red, or something which shows the fire never really died as in ashes.
Softly we blow out the fire…softly is a very nice touch.
Knowing whats best for all…try to rework this line it is too simple for the depth of the rest of the piece.
You are a very talented writer and visualist. I would like to see colors added to the piece; the red of passion, grey of age or patina. And textures, crackling of age or wisdom, chains which bound…like that. It is a very good piece as it stands. I gave you a 10 and moved it to my favorites!
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