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Rogue Dave Poem
Let it go,
It could be a kite,
Yearning for the wild,
Craving for the whirlwind,
To the endless azure sky,
Yet,
She could be a butterfly,
With an insatiable lust to fly,
Dance with the wind melodiously,
Sipping on the nectars of the world.
But,
Why hold on so viciously?
To a bird that wants to fly away?
To water flowing furiously downstream?
Yet way happier without them?
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Rogue Dave Poem
Coffee
You're my midnight fantasy,
Just how i sit up in bed, insomniac,
The sheets clumsy,
My mind on you, café-philiac,
The cupidity arousing,
I miss you, my lips shiver,
It kills me, the waiting,
To hold you close, this cold’s severe,
But dear, the long distance,
To the kitchen and back,
Makes me forget you for an instance,
Uttering virtual goodbyes till my breakfast pack.
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Rogue Dave Poem
If we sit and believe,
That we are the leaders of tomorrow,
Then i am duly afraid,
Extremely perturbed,
That we won't have a tomorrow to lead.
If we don't strive,
To lead, not to follow,
How sad,
Uhh… how bad,
That the dreams burn out and fade.
Yet, yet we are a bee hive,
Ideas umpteen, but the sorrow,
Fearing goals, how the go unachieved,
And the truths we cling to are lies, fabricated,
It couldn't get any worse, in their mud we wade.
How is it independence,
When years later, our abilities are shackled?
Dreams crushed and thrown into dark dungeons?
Voices of reason are muffled indefinitely?
Still, our shoes remain dusty when it raining heavily.
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Rogue Dave Poem
She is a free soul,
And a game of chess,
Don't play foul,
Don't dirt her dress.
Every single lie,
Every harsh word uttered,
Brings her close to goodbye,
And a heart shattered.
But she's a bird,
A beautiful eagle,
With a heart of gold,
And a huge ego.
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