I would be grateful if anyone can provide the author of the following poem which begins
From the despair that smothers me,
Choking my dark tormented sole,
Ther comes a voice in minor key,
Whither bound, and what your goal?
I don't know this one, but it sounds uncannily like William Ernest Henley's poem 'Invictus', even down to the rhyme scheme and some internal rhymes. Could it be an imitation?
Out of the night which covers me
Black as the Pit from pole to pole
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
(etc - you can find the rest easily on the web).
Yes it does read like a poor imitation of 'Invictus'.
James, how do you know the poem begins with those lines? Do you have any more of it? Where did you get it (or get those four lines) from? That might give a lead to the author.