12-30-2025, 03:27 PM
I felt I could dance through the night,
The day we met beneath the sky.
We swore we’d never have a fight,
And lay in bed while time slipped by.
The days flew by, and years ran fast,
First the love, then the doubt.
This time was bright, but also vast,
And then we began to softly shove.
Words cut sharp, and fights came true,
I hurt you hard, I was not true.
Time dragged slow, and tempers flared,
Yet hearts remained through all despair.
In the deep trough of silence, we wander alone,
Our hearts drift slowly through the quiet pain.
No words remain to hold us; the love is now gone,
And time moves forward while we drift far, alone.
This is my first attempt - I tried to apply classic methods of poetry in a non native language and still convey a feeling
IT WAS A PAIN IN THE ASS
The day we met beneath the sky.
We swore we’d never have a fight,
And lay in bed while time slipped by.
The days flew by, and years ran fast,
First the love, then the doubt.
This time was bright, but also vast,
And then we began to softly shove.
Words cut sharp, and fights came true,
I hurt you hard, I was not true.
Time dragged slow, and tempers flared,
Yet hearts remained through all despair.
In the deep trough of silence, we wander alone,
Our hearts drift slowly through the quiet pain.
No words remain to hold us; the love is now gone,
And time moves forward while we drift far, alone.
This is my first attempt - I tried to apply classic methods of poetry in a non native language and still convey a feeling
IT WAS A PAIN IN THE ASS