Defeat Comments

excellent descriptive poem O certainty of everything Look- I am the king of world but beggarly I try to grip my fame no name; no name after all on the expiration time of my body i am rotten fleshy gall.......... really excellent thought

It took the nectar from my cup and filled it with the sigh and tears of old age My beautiful face became ugly with wrinkles. My vanity was won over by helplessness.... defeated, and a coward i became..pathetic song of dejected life. hold on to God. for God we are always lovely beings. do not think too much of the past. live every day well. Everymorning praise God for everything........ thank u for this poem.. thank u very much. it made me think a lot. tony