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    Elegy of A Remorse
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    Author: * Philotas Alexandros - 3 Posts on this thread out of 33 Posts sitewide.
    Date: Mar 26, 2004 - 11:57

    "What can I say
    now that the course of our overlapping destinies
    chose a path of separation;
    no action or word is enough
    to prove the opposite point
    of what you have come to believe...
    I reckon this is a feeling similar
    to death;morbid and absolute
    that criples your initiative
    and offers no outlet;
    a dead end I myself have led us to...
    I retain only guess...
    For I guess I am sorry
    I mistook you for somebody else,
    for forcing you to wear
    his face and character.
    I guess I regret
    not being patient to earn your friendship...
    Such haste has proven me unwise
    and weak and all the wisdom of the Ancient ways
    I read and studied has come to no avail!
    My memory,
    my nostalgic,
    homesick memory
    that blurs the vision of my judgement
    That clouded your unique truth
    All that you did not deserve.
    But I am only human
    immature,
    for I never pretended to be mature
    and in grown up situations
    childish enthusiasm
    can be fatal...
    I miss the days of our first encounters
    the innocense of things first introduced
    the hope and promise of something higher,
    all that you embodied...
    I took liberty
    -I know-
    and pressed things,
    but I was only a child
    going back to the quarters of his neighbooring friend,
    eager to tell all he had seen in the days of
    their long separation,
    I had to tell you!!
    My heart was beating so fast in agony
    of spilling it all out
    I never thought to ask
    If you had the time to hear
    or wanted to...
    or whether it was really you...
    and not a reflection of my anticipation...
    But I never got the chance
    to explain and narrate
    because I guess
    such enthousiasm
    is frightening and suffocating.
    So I ended up becoming
    -as the poet says-
    a burdensome stranger
    But my explanation
    -if given the chance-
    would cut deeper to the core
    I hunted that chance...
    to no avail..
    and reached the opposite point!
    I am sorry if I scared you
    -I really did not mean to-
    I was looking for someone I knew,
    perhaps I was wrong
    but my purpose was virtuous
    -somewhat epic-
    But I guess all this does not matter
    So I m sorry for knocking on your door,
    but most of all I guess I am sorry..."


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