Renu Rakheja a.k.a Tranquil Ocean


(e) 4 (Dark) Conquest - Poem by Renu Rakheja a.k.a Tranquil Ocean

The glint in the eye
Scooping on a conquest
Soaring on an all time high
Like a soul posessed
No, Will not give up
Will not rest
Till he is blessed
With his conquest

The indifference in the eye
After attaining his conquest
Fate has cast its dye
On the devils behest
To be cast aside
Sice he has lost interest
Scooped out and used
Ready for his next conquest

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Comments about (e) 4 (Dark) Conquest by Renu Rakheja a.k.a Tranquil Ocean

  • Gold Star - 37,596 Points Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (1/30/2007 11:07:00 AM)

    Poignant work, T.O.....Smooth flux...Intiguing storyline...Solid Pen....
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 6, 2011


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