What if only a few…?

Written as part of Sunday Scribblings 2, which offers the phrase “Only a few songs” as inspiration AND Wordplay #3 at A Prompt Each Day, which gives the word “Fire” as inspiration for a post AND Magpie Tales 274, which gives the image by Sarolta Ban as inspiration. Also sharing this with Poetry Pantry at Poets United and The Tuesday Platform at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.


What if only a few…?

What if only a few songs,
were left to sing this life;
Which ones to remember?
What left me with smiles?
or what gifted me strife?

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What if only a few voices,
were left to hear by then;
Who do I choose to listen?
Who lets my hopes grow?
or who waters my fear so?

What if only a few sights,
were left for me to see;
Which do I look at first?
What brings me a smile?
or what makes me teary?

Do I breathe the fragrance
of a rose in the garden?
Or in the comforts I have,
breathe in just a perfume?

It was a fire of passion,
that made me long ago;
It will be a blazing fire,
that will consume me so;
what if only a few days,
were left to go till then;
What paths do I travel?
What memories do I take?
Till the last second ticks
in this world that I make.


(Β© 15th June 2015)

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Poetry & writing to me are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

58 thoughts on “What if only a few…?

  1. So what will you choose? So often, we choose things that let us down, people who will make us sad, forgetting that this moment.. right now.. might be the only one we would ever have…

    • I honestly don’t know what I’d choose. It’s been in my head of late, but I know what you mean. We tend to choose those so often, ones we don’t have to.

      Maybe when that moment comes, when I know that I actually have only a few days, then I can make a choice, Ishi.

  2. Well, Leo as you said when the time comes… Yet, why not from NOW.. choose what gives us joy… always prepared… by thanking those who give grief for unless we knew grief we won’t know joy…

    I loved the poem and the thoughts which emerged..

    God bless, take care..

    RS:)
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  3. Makes one think of all the last moments and their significance.. loved these lines:

    It was a fire of passion,
    that made me long ago;
    It will be a blazing fire,
    that will consume me so.

    Beautifully penned πŸ™‚
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  4. I suppose the key is that we make our own worlds to some degree so the images and songs we choose to keep and treasure are of our own making..let’s hope we all hold onto the good ones! I loved the immediacy and intimacy of this piece…questions we all probably run through our head at some point or other..
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    • Yes. If it is our world, then the choices are mostly in our control too, like you say. I too hope we hold on to the good ones πŸ™‚

      Thank you for stopping by, Jae Rose πŸ™‚ Glad you liked the immediacy and intimacy of the poem.

      Like you say, these are questions most of us ponder at one time or another!
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  5. A lovely piece of poetry indeed! So often in life we question ourselves “What if?” Life is a series of such “What ifs” and you have brought it out beautifully in this poem πŸ™‚
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  6. What if………. The options are very limited but questions keep multiplying. Wish we humans could enjoy every moment and ask why not………

  7. Wonderful to want to fill life to the very last second, to know you can and know you have choice. That is the deep truth of this poem, and I think it also suggests which to choose (smile). Lovely!

    • Yes. We have the choices. It’s just a bit tempting go with the wrong choice at times.

      I did try to hint at a choice, glad it made you smile though πŸ™‚ Thank you, Susan.

  8. I think the questions can only be answered when the time arrives as we are always traveling through that sphere and life changes day to day.
    One day it might be the rose, the next day perhaps a lilac, The questions are subjective to our interpretations when they are presented.
    Your poem has a lovely flow and I found my contemplating each question base on my life now.

    • Yes. The road we are on at any one phase in life is different, so I agree, the choice we make then depends on where we are.

      Glad you felt the poem flowed well, and I hope you find answers after your contemplation! Thank you very much, Truedessa πŸ™‚

    • That’s another question to ponder on, isn’t it? When the choice has to be made and what is the choice that’ll be given to us?

      Thank you and glad you found it well written, Hank / Kaykuala πŸ™‚

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