I was too hesitant to come
You were too hesitant to call
Times chariot went speeding by
Now curtains have begun to fall....
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He who hesitates is lost to that sad refrain of what if. Well said.......
Something must have happened between lines 2 and 4 which I cannot deduce. It seems both parties are paralyzed into inaction. Then we get the marvelous image from Andrew Marvell (one of my favorites too) and then curtains are coming down which your notes suggests are to cover up intimacy. So I'm assuming the fleeting quality of life made these two finally establish contact. If so, they are also fulfilling the theme of Marvell's poem.
Such a great poem. So much said in so few words. You leave us with a poignant reminder of how much loss can be suffered when we hesitate.
Yes. Short and beautiful about missing the bus. It happens to many. But, there indeed is a sweetness about it. I get a sense from the last line that it is all still not over. Why don't you run after the bus and manage to get in? !
Wow do I like it. Read mine - How Long Is Forever - Adeline
What if? What might have been? Oh for another chance to love! Please somebody turn bak the hand of time! Alas it may be forever too late.Pregnant with the sperm of lost opportunity. So short yet so significant. Well done my friend!
I like the title... The poem too. :) You have a strong voice in your poetry. I enjoy hearing it.
An exceptional poem. It auggest the tragedy in a quiet way rather thab spelling it out in detail, David
Goodbye before hello too late to strike while its hot... A love affair that never was... (A love affair that never was...perfect title...regards
short and sweet. In a relationship someone must break the ice step up and say hi. love this
Grasp happiness where and when you can even when time goes so quickly.
You know Why? Because we love secrets and forbidden things more than reality
is it better to shatter smash all hope with a declared love professed refusal, to cast caution to the wind take a leap of faith in hopes of attaining ardent heart felt love, unrequited love declared rejected at least silenced nagging plague 'what if' regrets
I wrote the poems 'What If Regrets Haunting: Undeclared Love' and 'What Happens To Too Hesitant To Declare Love? ', inspired by the poem 'A Love Affair That Never Was....', by the poet krishnakumar chandrasekar nair and dedicated to krishnakumar chandrasekar nair.