Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Figure me out

In light of love
Stranded on the wings of a sopping dove
Hope tarnished by God above
No tidings of care can Winter bring


In neon screens.
Renders twisting amorous deeds
Inside pounding heart bleeds
The lost soul cries for nursing

In faint sightings
I  quandary you soul's invitings
The musings leave me reeling,insighting
I'll hear you tick-tocking away

The seconds they sing of 
the love of a drenched dove
In screams  alluring
Inciting feelings so beige

(Fairly complex rhyme scheme here so I had to figure it out. It goes a-a-a-b,c-c-c-d,e-e-e-f, a-b-c-d-e-f-

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