Rogue Waves

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By Lovecrafter

Rogue Waves Counting the hours, Forgetting the time, Our life passes by Like a bereft rhyme. Waiting for the sound, Hoping for the ring, Our life has one verse On the stage to sing. Screaming to speak, Dancing to run, Our life is reaching Like the blanching sun. Praying for the pain, Dying for the breeze, Our life is a drop On the sea to seize. Loving the heart, Freeing the slave, Our life passes by Like a rogue wave.

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September 13, 2009 19:18Lovecrafter

This is a deep and bittersweet reality

October 2, 2009 04:20Chalan

I love this poem!! its so vivid and well written.