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Treasure

If I tell you

I never wanted to hurt you

Does that make the hurt any less?

 

I suppose not

 

What if I didn’t tell you that?

 

Would you think that I did want to hurt you

That I was cruel

That that is what was going on in my heart?

 

Again

I suppose not

 

What then?

Why then?

 

In a nutshell:

            It just made

            Me

            Feel better

 

How selfish

How human

 

Now

What do you think I should have told you?

What do you think I should have said?

 

You don’t have an answer to that

Do you

Except to say, The truth?

 

Well the truth is...

The truth is I never wanted to hurt you

 

I did

 

As the song goes

You can’t always get what you want

 

And we didn’t

 

We

You and I

Both of us

 

That is sad

 

But if you try sometimes

Isn’t that how it goes?

If you try sometimes/you just might find...

Find what,

Do you remember?

 

No

I don’t know what we were looking for anymore either

 

It has vanished

Disappeared

Died

 

In fact

I think it died a long time ago

Someone just forgot to tell me

 

Damn that someone

They are a real bastard

 

See what I did there?

I blamed somebody

Cuz that’s what we do

That’s what we humans do:

            We lay blame

 

I don’t think it should be about blame anymore

Just mistakes

 

Just like we all wish to lay blame

We all make mistakes

 

And then

As I think more

I think it shouldn’t even be about the mistakes

 

I think it should be about grieving

About loss

 

Even the mistakes become meaningless

As time stretches

As alone becomes more real

 

All we have in the end

Is the loss...

 

 

 

Oh yes

And the memories....

 

Treasure them.

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Kieran Nelson

18 years 1 month ago

I thought it was ok, I think

I thought it was ok, I think it certainly needs tightened up all over, there's a quite a bit of repetition throughout. Also I feel there's too many questons at the beginning, I don't like to be talked at by a poem. I think it's got great potential like you say, just needs to be more defined. Kieran "Mind, how you go!" - Roger McGough's poem for LSD Awareness Week
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Alobar

18 years 1 month ago

I think the questions are

I think the questions are key to this poem, in fact it's why I decided it was worthy of keeping, of granting it a life of its own beyond the "situation" I was in, the girl, now gone. See, the questions, at least to my mind, draw the reader into the poem, make them a participant, and hopefully stir an emotion in them. This could be anger, this could be frustration, this could be understanding--it would all depend on their personal experience. I'm not sure if I have succeeded, and there may be some tightening to do on this work, I just revisited it yesterday after sitting in a journal for four years. Thanks very much for your comments, it is gratifying when time has obviously been taken, obviously given.
Mark

Mark

18 years 1 month ago

As always

I go for the experience first and Kieran you may be right but to touch this would (for me) take away from the experience so the compromise in stars may indeed be proper :) Joy and Peace Mark
Mark

Mark

18 years 1 month ago

Questions lol

Normally I do not like them in poetry at all but Alobar, please leave them in (know ya would anyhow lol) Enjoying my 4000th point here now :) I coulld have chosen of three and chose to come back here. Thanks, Mark