When shame rares it ugly head

To stole away the fighting grace

While we clamber to be ahead

Only few but linger to win the race

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The drizzling dew couldnt keep his blues away

Found wanting in those lossless words

Less fabled to forge the table that lies in weight

Burping in beautiful symphony yet sheepishly commiting a faux pas

Typically casting a dangling pose

Figuratively reeling away in self pity

To the delight of scoffers, they make a toast

Many thoughts abounds, few left to reason

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Held ransom by the scourge of the past

He seeks the tale of a new chapter

Standing at the gates of no recompense

Searching for the last courage to muster.

Wisdom calls aloud in the streets

Tarry, oh tarry a little longer

In the hopes of staging the beauty within

Never wear the mask again, silently mimicking forever!

Thanks to @d-pend for organising this contest.

Thanks to @dobartim who has being an inspiration to some of my poems so far

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