Zitat von navre am 9 September, 2006, 0338 Uhr

Well my fellow people it is time that I post yet another poem.... As usual there is no title if you can think of a good one let me know. Till then here you go

“Untitled.â€￾

Weathered are the pages of my mind as I flip back trying
Not to remember the time long since.
Cold and emotionless I traveled unyielding to those who
Would sway me
No action no words to stir me, I passed by these, one
Unstirred by thought
Yet to those I turn, they cause delight, and such cruel anguish
A word never known to one but common to all it pains the ears
At its mention and the mind by its thought
She of all people was to add to this word meaning finally
Swayed by no one of the past , what hold does she posses that
He should know love?
Confused, he sits baffled pained by his lack to maintain
his detachment
Geia protect this wandering madman he is lost between his hatred
And need of separation from man and his need to be with her!