What Could Have Been
met a dame
On a maine
Waltz through my lane
Pretty as fine clay
Molded for a potter
To cherish
So as not to perish
An honourable damsel
.....My intuiton
Precedes me...
leap of faith
To sustain fate
should I hail her
...Retorting....
thinking.....
Summoned the courage
To take the chilvarous step...
My confidence faints
Like a tainted glass
Seeing her everyday
Brings calm to my storm
Aloof I stand
Watching events unfold
...Thinking.....
I have eternity to work up to
her
Divulging my deepest thoughts
How wrong was I....
Like a thief in the night
Eternity was stolen from me
Procrastination steals the time
Leaving me....fathoming what
could have been
If odds had been defiled
Taken the giant stride
To defy all odds....
Hence I spent four years
Appreciating her from afar
Without waltzing toward her
What could have been....
Is what I ask....
Eternity can't answer that
Cause its so far away
What could have been....
An hello could have solved the
mystery
...Road not taken
Opportunity missed...
Hence the voice
That sounded like *the bird
sings*
Is the memory I hold on too...
What could have been....
Can never be known
Cause fate stole it all
Living just a memory
To reminisce over.....
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