rhyme & reason
/bing. all i can say is. wow. very nice. and if the poem holds true, i feel sorry for you man... and your father...
i hope one day i might rhyme
and words shall come rushing in
filling me, as i sail, line by line
upon the misty wind
and as i rest, perhaps, one night
i shall hope to count no sheep
and yet sweet words will be the light
that sings me to my sleep
/i realised i havent done a proper rhyme for a long time...still sounds rather forced.. my rhymes were always engineered you see... still are i suppose... blogging does take ones time, but when its doing something i like, it's worth it...well, until i wake up groggy the next morn...
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no dont worry my relationship with my father is perfectly fine, only a bit different from how it used to be. and i wrote that poem on the spur of the moment, on impulse. and im content to forget what happened, though i guess what poetry does is make you remember.
bing.
ah i see...
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