I still remember the evening we first met,
my heart missed a beat as he began to speak.
By his charm and radiance I was truely enchanted,
my heart wanted to confess but I was too meek.
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It's a nice poem and clearly expresses the pain that perhaps we have all felt at some time or the other in our lives on not being able to possess the objects we think we need. But then, as you yourself admitted in your poem 'Song of Life, ' Life is the best teacher, and it teaches us to accept the fact that it is not possible to possess everything we desire. Yes, you did the right thing to renounce, to give up. But true renunciation means to be absolutely passionfree in thought, speech, and action; to rise above the opposing currents of love and hatred, attachment and repulsion.
very good Joana, Indian sensitivity comes out through your poem
Joana, poetry makes for great confessions... excellent write! ! Brian