Things I've forgotten


I think I've forgotten my pen

And its mighty strokes;

The curves of my letters

And how the words interlocked!


The lined papers on my desk,

No more line up for my hand,

Spotless and stainless they lie

Like untrodden white sand. 


No more do I know my words

Or to weave them with beautiful meanings.

I've forgotten how my thoughts flow 

Or the pace with which my mind swings.


Without my words and my weapons

Life has lost its lovely charm;

Unbeknownst to myself

I have forgotten who I am.



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