My Three Lovers Poem by author unknown
My Three Lovers
I cannot remember Yesterday,
He went away.
I asked him what the trouble was,
He would not say;
Just looked at me with a cool kind of conviction,
Wishing things were different,
As he slowly walked away.
Oh! How today bores me!
I can read his mind!
Certainly don't have yesterday's
Charm.
He told me straightforwardly
Oh! He loved me so!
But I told him that it was
Time to go.
Now, Future has a sacred face,
He sneaks and sneaks around.
When I wish to never see his trace,
He lingers for a mile.
He whispers sad tales of mediocrity,
But sometimes makes me dream.
Oh! Where are you Yesterday?
I'm holding out for you.
There's nothing I want more than
You, Yesterday.
All I want is you.
Forget yesterday my friend for he remains sweet memory. Though today bores you yet do not close your door, love may develop in a while. The future is a dream, he may lingers around you but having no guts to propose is as good as nothing. Today is what counts my dear. Your analogy in this poem is great, I liked it. Highest mark.
I loved the idea of this poem, clever and well-done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 4:47:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
yes...i am longing for yesterday too..i hope you are known :)