HopperWolf Posted November 15, 2003 Report Posted November 15, 2003 (edited) Words These words, it has been to long since I formed you, Such elegance to be attained in language. But I am not worthy to use you, With such grace you depict intention and meaning, From heart and soul, such precision. And though the lowest beggar may command you, I know not myself, nor my meaning. Language has left me, For though I speak, I say nothing. Failure I cannot look at you. To see you now is to see I have failed again, That I will always fail here, And another path is blocked. Wasted years laugh from the wayside As I trudge back the beaten path. I cannot look at you, Then I must turn back And I cannot do that again. I lived without a future for too long. Edited November 15, 2003 by HopperWolf
Merelas Posted November 15, 2003 Report Posted November 15, 2003 And though the lowest beggar may commend you, So did you mean "command"? I think that would make more sense. But, otherwise, I thought both of them were extremely well written. I really like both of these, and I believe that you certainly have a talent. Carry on! I'd love to see more.
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