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sweet little girl lost in the shadows of my past

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Oh Sweet Little Girl Lost in the Shadow of Past

What was it I said? What was it I meant?
What pain did I wreak that I cannot repent?

When was the last time? What was then the year?
When separation arrived; a void yet filled with tears.

How many days passed? How many hours cherished?
After which all blissful memories of my past perished.

What was it I said? What was it I meant?
What pain did I wreak that I can no longer prevent?

How deep was your trust? How much you believed?
That the promise I made I meant not to deceive.

For I promised to you, I promised to me;
I promised I shall be with you till the last breaths I breathe.

Next day when I came, that day you were gone.
I searched all day till the next day but you were gone

I knew not why, and I knew not where.
I just knew I had an old promise to bear

to a sweet little girl, a little girl of my past,
a girl who departed with merely one wish to ask

the wish was for me, to always bear her in my mind.
I did, believing that one day your love shall be mine.

But oh little girl, little girl why depart,
when nothing stood then that could pull us apart.

Why disappear and let me be to think all alone,
and recall our sweet memories all on my own.

It was just a few days, those days were so few.
But the joys o' those days, t' was a true dream come true.

I have no pictures of you; I have not a keepsake
but I have your portrait in my heart, a broken heart you forsake.

But angry I am not; no grudge do I hold.
For the promise was mine and not yours to uphold.

Thus I walked through my wake and I walked through my sleep.
I walked looking for you through the endless seas.


Hoping to glimpse again that little girl I recall,
letting her lay her head in my lap and see her locks fall.

To sit together again and laugh o'er old times,
and embrace one another in the bright, full moons shine.

I look at the sky, today a full moon it is,
as this young man searches for a lost love of his.

Oh sweet little girl, do you not wish to see,
whether I kept my promise; how our lives would then be?

Was it something I said? Was it something I meant?
What pain did I wreak in you that I cannot repent?

Why not leave the shadows, dear yen of my past,
if you oblige and return we shall be together at last.

And then all the cries, and then all the tears;
cries that I cried and tears I shed through the years

shall pay off and we'll be happy.

But little girl, oh little girl, little girl lost in time.
Little girl please tell me what was my crime?

One last time, oh sweet little girl do I plead,
tell me what wrong I did and I shall be free.

Little girl could it be, you thought the love in me,
was destined for someone else; yours it shall never be?

Oh sweet little girl could it be, that the reason you left,
was to see whether after years you still lived in my chest?

Oh sweet girl, little girl! Oh you should know too,
that the sweet little boy you loved also loved you.

Oh naughty little girl, your leave left me sick,
but so sweet you are, I know your return shall be quick!

So return quickly sweet little girl before I may part,
pray that before your return, I too, like you,
am not lost in the shadows of your past.
I would really appreciate some honest opinions over my works. I do not like flattery!


"At times, you love someone and they love you too. You are happy, loving, smiling, but then all of a sudden, as if a gust of wind blew harder than usual and the delicate petals of a Rose were blown away, she floats away.

She leaves you wondering what it might have been that forced you into such actions. You ponder and pray that she comes back... she comes back before you too are no longer...
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ThatFunnierPiece's avatar
I like it a lot. The narrator's attitude is impressively noble and honest, and self-aware and modest at the same time. He feels - conscious of the shadows of love, and yet remains upliftingly optimistic and kind. It's a beautiful stance. I enjoyed the rhyme, too - it's not followed to the letter, and I like it (there are times for me when the rhyme feels a bit too simple and heavy, but there's just few enough of them for them not to bother me). I didn't like the flow of the poem that much - its beginning suggested me a specific twelve-beat rhythm, and later on the verses got longer and often distrupted it for me.

So in general, I LOVE the content, I like the rhyme, but I didn't really enjoy the flow.