there are so many things I did not say
I may have hinted once or twice
but that is not enough
the seasons pass and time must take its toll
the sun is fading in the west
a breeze confounds the air
there are those things yet better left unsaid
that may bring pain or wistfulness
but there is still regret
now it is late and I must go my way
you must have seen my doubt filled eyes
I could not find the words
Both matters and mind so accurately described and one is the mirror image of the other.sun fading and you must have seen my doubtfuleyes - that is, mind fading.
The age old dilemma: Is it better to tell someone something they may not want to hear? OR Is it better to leave things left unsaid? Your succinct philosophical poem gives us food for thought. Thank you for being so open and honest. An excellent write, Barry! !
I have never listed the principles that I believe are prerequisite to poetry but first and foremost would be emotional honesty. Thanks Richard for the spot on comment.
a wonderful poem that applies to us all? everybody if honest has some regrets in their life! ............superbly written Barry.
I love how you did not overstate your point, allowing the succinctness of the work to reinforce its own meaning. Very nice work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Regret is a very painful experience but we must try and come to terms with lost opportunities, lost lovers and lost time. To live in the present is to accept the past and learn from it and rejoice to be free from the prison that is regrets! Powerful and beautiful write!
Critical appreciation of the poem beautifully done. Thank you, Hazel.