A poem, Inspired by Troubadour french poem form.
The time between people flies
No runaway train arrives
The Romantic troubadour sang
Should I be a one-night stand?
Sadness in the young woman’s eye
The realization there is no fairy tale
Romanticist today is too bland
Should I be a one-night stand?
Red laces are cut into slices
Passionate affair surely blinds
The monk of empty lines bangs
Should I be a one-night stand?
Love partnership heartfully dies
Couples’ non-talking sincerely arrives
Duality’s standard bard has the fang
Should I be a one-night stand?
From the author:
My love for Poetry is undying and eternal. I am currently working on my third Poetry book. My first and second were published by a traditional publishing company that went bankrupt. I lost my author’s rights, but I think to revise my drafts, republishing them after editing.
Poetry has always been my best friend, lover, and therapeutist. I can not imagine living without writing Poetry for a long time.
That poem I published on Simily and Medium. Both platforms do not work for me anymore, but I spent a lot of time using them. Now I am writing on my blog, which is indeed one of my missions in life.
When I learned about the Troubadour french poem form, it took me back to the old time I love – the romantic historical period. Then the situations between people were clear and understandable. In love terms, back in time, the relationships were honest.
I miss the old time era, and I believe maybe my life should be between the 10 and 15 centuries.