Chasing Windmills VIII - Dripping Rhyme

Chasing Windmills VIII - Dripping Rhyme

A Poem by theklauz

Leave me to my quiet solace,
  Constant rain in dripping rhyme.
Once again dawns another solstice,
  To never find a hand in mine.

Sweet regret and bitter smiles
  Frozen stiff in steaming reign.
Fight for fighting, you don't listen.
  Signal now or lose the train.

© 2008 theklauz


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Added on February 17, 2008

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theklauz
theklauz

Woodstock, GA



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I love the way the human mind has learned to manipulate words and show just how beautiful life can be. Cela seul et rien de plus. more..

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