
When we were young
in love and smitten
Every sound a symphony
Words of devotion written
When we were young
The world smiled in your eyes
Everything became possible
and I claimed the prize
When we were young
There was that September
Words of love spoken
Do you still remember?
When we were young
Sacred vows solemnly taken
Our rings were exchanged
Loyalty never to be shaken
When we were young
Promises were left unspoken
A rose given with thorns
and a heart was left broken
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Dora is hosting D’Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us with Repetition in Poetry
So beautiful and poignant
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Thanks sweet Sadje 🥰
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Most welcome
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This is lovely, Christine. 🌹
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Aww, thank you so much Nancy. You’re sweet ☺️💕
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Superbly crafted, so engaging, with gentle rhythm, but that last stanza sent a searing crack through the verse…powerfully done, with that sadness lingering.
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Thank you Ain. So kind of you.no matter how happy you are that sadness always lingers, as you say.
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mLovely poe
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Sorry I meant lovely poem. Not sure what happened there 🙂
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Thank you so much 🥰
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Thank you so much Kim 🥰
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Beautiful, Christine, and so relatable.
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When we all were young…. it seemed so bright (at least in hindsight)
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Yes it did! We were less cynical then ☺️
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The wistful repetition creates its own music of sadness, and added to that the loss of youthful dreams, love, and your poem becomes a lament. Beautifully done, Christine.
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Thank you Dora. So kind ☺️💕
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Gorgeous! I love how the use of repetition here makes me feel both joyous and forlorn at the same time. 🩷🩷
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So sweet of you Sanaa. Thank you 🥰
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When we were young the world looks so perfect with the eyes of love. Alas, sometimes it does not turn out that way. A broken heart hurts.
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Sadly, yes. Thanks for stopping by Grace ☺️
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Things can seem so different in hindsight. Heartbreakingly beautiful, Christine.
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Thank you. So kind 🥰
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Powerful poem, Christine!
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Thank you Sara ☺️💕
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