Conditional Poem by Seamus O' Brian
Conditional
If you knew who I was now
When I knew who you were then
Would you forgive me before
We ever became them?
If you gathered in the harvest—
Stacked and counted the bales
of our soul-searing pain,
Numbered the bushels
Of our flesh-scalding tears,
Compacted the silos
of loneliness, doubts, fears-
If you could have counted the cost,
Would you have sown the first seed?
If you factored in lies, betrayal, mistrust,
Could you ever have loved me
Before they became us?
Thank you, Anwar. I hope you have a blessed day today in all your endeavours. Neal :)
Oh, this poem hit me hard. This is really top notch writing, so quiet, yet more powerful than a tsunami. I think anyone who has lived a while through good and bad times, tough times, marriage, friendship, family...can relate to this. This is a special poem. I'm saving this to my favorites. I would love to share this poem on my FB poetry page. Please let me know if that would be OK. I will include a link to your page/poem....and only post with your permission. This is my poem of the year.
You have expressed complex emotions in such beautiful manner ---A brilliant poem!
I thought this was a very nice piece of poetry and that I would like to have many more pieces like this. :)
Beautiful in hindsight (pun intended :)) . I feel like I have just been taken through some seriously dazzling mental acrobatics. Lovely read.
Seamus a wonderful write. If we were able to know in advance would we open the door? ++10
excellent conditional writing on the theme of life If you factored in lies, betrayal, mistrust, Could you ever have loved me Before they became us? 10++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I love how haunting this poem is. You have rich vocabulary and an ability to find magic in life's most common (if not agreeable) feelings. Excellent work.
Thank you, Marie, for your encouraging and generous thoughts. I am very pleased to have haunted you a little bit. Neal :)