The moon is bright and clear Hail! Lost all you hold dear And the stars that shine tonight Hark! Be the one that wrong makes right I shall be the one whom brightness rest As one sin brings trouble lest One could walk as far as brilliance piled And I remember the last time I smiled
Spring comes when summer is mid-way I stood below as one tree would sway Gently stroking its bosom I fell And became one flower inside a well The face I see is in my mind And love can be the one that will bind We are young, reckless, and wild And yes, that is the last time I smiled
The tree bore as many fruits And soon, love has made deep its root If falling is the last thing we will do Yes, maybe we should change our view Then we could at least make a dream That would change all things grim I could be your one and only bride Maybe that will be the last time I smiled
But then, I saw you turning back If brilliance is lost and harmony lack What could even break a stony heart Than a fleeting soul, breaking apart Bonds go, bonds last, lies show, deceit is fast You were gone, forget you, I must But even the moon cannot turn back the tide You have faded in the round, faster than a ride Even though you swore you would be at my side Yet you left and that is the last time I smiled
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This is for another English task, this time a year later from that task I was talking about in that other collection. It's the same teacher though. This time, she gave us a list of prompts that would help us compose our poems.
One of the prompts that were there was "the last time I smiled". Of course, one would think that you would write a poem about the last time you smiled, based on your own experiences. No, your dear author just had to apply her own twist on it and there you have this poem.
I imagined a young woman on the way to the altar with the man she loved. She was happy until he left here there. And yes, that's the last time she smiled, by "last" meaning the final time.
My teacher read it and she effing smiled. I don't know if it was because of my play of words with her prompt or because I misunderstood her prompt. It's been four years now and I still don't know why she smiled back then. I never got to ask.
So, what do you think of this poem? Comment below. :)
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