Forgive me, reader

Reivax Camlost

A candle lit not long ago has died

Forgive me reaper it was I that cried

But didst I not light that flame myself

To only see it cut by blackened scythe

 

Forgive me preacher it was I that lied

But didst not I fight for truth while I

fought with death the candle died

 

  • Author: Reivax Camlost (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 16th, 2016 15:10
  • Comment from author about the poem: A letter written by no-one to someone.
  • Category: Letter
  • Views: 35
  • Users favorite of this poem: Tropicana
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  • Tropicana

    Sounds great! i'd love to know the deeper meaning!!

    • Reivax Camlost

      It is a sister poem to one that I will soon post- It describes the death of hope / someone precious. It describes every action we take, to only find that our very efforts to maintain hope have killed it. Every ill-fated choice of those with only good intentions, who will always have to beg for forgiveness, forgiveness which seldom ever comes. We can never truly atone...

      That's the meaning.

    • Seeker

      Very, very good writing Reivax. I like your Poesque style.



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