Warped opinions from A licking finger. To write about the poem in general, there is nothing else you could feel but regret and despair . The speaker regrets for marrying his wife instead of this her , and he is now living in despair with this desolate life.

For the nature of this thing we call a poem. Modes; or poems may use combin.

I am the representation of your love. A frozen world of memories inspired from. I bind your faraway hands. But parts of me slowly becomes vulnerable. Created through the changing world of reality. A masterpiece you once praised and liked. Is now dreary with solitude. Created by the changing world of reality. I am the representation of your love.