Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Untitled

There's something lost in translation

Something lost from mind to paper

Where the most precise words fail

From paper to other discerning eyes

Where the words are no longer yours

Intentions are stolen and melted down

Forged into weapons, new and beautiful

Things you never intended to create

Request permission to use this poem
Written by
patrick-mccombs-1
30 / M / American
Published
Feb 23, 2017
Lines·Words
8·48
Tags
#writing#process
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell patrick-mccombs-1 how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write