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The Sands of Rhyme

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The Sands of Rhyme

Twilight, and the Moon-lit waves
Tranquilly crashing upon the shore
A draught of drink is all I crave,
My sordid Past... all I deplore

Do come to me, for I am the Beach,
Please quench your thirst; drink dry my sands
My ambitions seem far out of reach
As I write my life with pain-stricken hands

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  1. Date: 9/1/2013 4:50:00 PM
    "As I write my life with pain-stricken hands" This, I have a feeling will go round and round my head.

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    Date: 9/1/2013 7:13:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    I think (and hope) all artists can identify with that last line, for "As I write" can be interchanged with adjectives like "paint, strum, etc." There was a time in my life when I kept a constant journal and I wrote and wrote so much that I was sure carpal tunnel wasn't far behind. Anyway, glad that last line stuck, and thanks as always for stopping by, April :)