Dreams From the Distant Past
Dreams from the distant past calling me
how can I stop in the middle of this race?
In this crowd I am just another face
of losing dreams which I once loved to see,
no looking back we're now on a racing spree,
changing lanes,breaking rules to increase pace
Dreams from the distant past,
sleeping in them my never grown wish tree,
faded dreams of making the world a better place
life is now just plastic smile and cold embrace,
at the end we're not,what we wanted to be
Dreams from the distant past.
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Placement:4th (August 2012)
Contest:Rondine the Traffic of Life
Sponsor:Nette Onclaud
By:kash poet
29th July 2012
RONDINE: it is poetry form consisting of two stanzas, a septet (7 lines), and a quintet (5 lines), making the poem a total of 12 lines.
Like the Rondeau there is a refrain which repeats the first phrase of the first line.(R),
The RONDINE has a rhyme scheme of, a.b.b.a.a.b.R. a.b.b.a.R.
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