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Gray Cloud
Contributed by
ROUGE
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Friday, 28th January 2005 @ 10:19:23 PM in AEST
Topic:
secrets
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Late has been the hour,
For all the time has passed.
And ther are no remains,
Of moments that once existed,
Joy that was once alive.
Late has been the hour,
For making amends and a drastic transformation.
Too long has the substance been evaded.
Too much time has been wasted
And has constantly kept things waiting.
The hour is late,
And all things, they fade.
The fluid that can no longer flow,
We still evade.
W ith open arms,
And closed doors,
No foundation,
But firm floors.
On the house resting on the highest mountain peak,
The rain continues to pour,
And withers away what is left of the ruin.
That will be smighted down on the mountain side in shame.
But is still looked upon as the Imortal Tower.
And even though it does not matter.
Late has always been the hour.
Copyright ©
ROUGE
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Re: Gray Cloud
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by UnfallenTears on
Friday, 28th January 2005 @ 11:06:16 PM AEST
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| This is really good. I like that you did it in free verse. Most of my own are in a rhyme scheme but I have a lot of respect for people who avoid the conventions of "ABAB" rhyming. This one has a profound effect and leaves one in wonder. I really liked this. Thank you for sharing |
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