I am
Messages:
Written on discarded napkins.
Love letters:
For the timid.
Papers:
Full of prose.
Hope:
For those who’ve almost given up.
Or:
At least I was.
Wow. This is THE poem. It's simple and short, but extense in meaning, feelings and with a great ton. I just loved the way you composed it. Besides, your beliefs of not having writing talents, you have a future in it. =)
I like this because it's very simple and rhythmic, but the undercurrent of emotion brings it to the next level. It's William Carlos Williams with Charles Bukowski-esque, and that's something to be proud of.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Melissa, this is so cool. I love the way you set it up. You definately have talent. ^^