Can you see the join? Following in the footsteps?

(I have difficulty creating a question for these critique things).


Echo's Lament for Narcissus


Tribute to Ben Johnson





O lost chances. O bitter choices made,


When the joy of love finds no expression,


And Narcissus weeps in the velvet shade


At cruel fate; self-love and barren passion.





He now never will know a maiden's love.


My heart weeps for Narcissus in his plight.


His beauty, a gift from Heaven above


Now becomes an abhorrence in his sight.





List! The trees shiver and plaintively sway


Can you hear my echoing sighs and pleas?


But playthings of the spiteful Gods we stay


As winds play chase amongst the leaves.





Linked by a caprice, enslaved together.


Narcissus condemned to gaze forever.


And me, poor Echo repeating......ever


.....ever.....ever....ever......ever


O that the Gods our earthly bonds would sever!





(Would 'He never now' be better than 'He now never'?

Can you see the join? Following in the footsteps?
Well done. Greed, ambition and ethics? How come only one seems to win? Your poem serves as my muse for this look:





The Steroid Champ





Echo me sounds


of cheers sounding,


applause ringing...


and now bells tolling.


For do I stand tall over all


or shrink away silenced?


Sadly my mirror tells...


and I will ever lie?
Reply:Did you write that? I love it!
Reply:Believe: he never now.


Love your Echo...ever...ever.
Reply:He never now will know sounds better. I think. It's a wonderful poem.