Fate
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I can't soar as of my plight, all is sorrow.
If you're late on doom day, you may miss the gate.
I need a key to join, but fiend doth borrow.
At the swish, angels freed me and sealed my fate.
As the sun sets, the waves recede with moon's tide.
My doom is set, felt a chasm I cannot ride.
Shift to dust when I'll stand in dull land abide.
Oft stroke like I'm dying in a boundless sea.
Beguiled outbursts keep me gasping on my knees.
I sucked for air to clear my chest and be free.
Life has an odd way to teach, for tomorrow
As passion hides, it hurts the heart—should I wait?
Intrusive thoughts manifest when healing hides.
Endless schism with past and sense is a doomed key.
This poem form is the Fragmented Rhyme invented and Conceived by Constance La France. It has 14 lines with indentation, and a rhyme scheme, as follows: ABABCCCDDDABCD
1st place contest winner
Written: February 14, 2023
Writing Challenge -F Words Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2023
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