Deepest Crime

Deepest Crime

Stories and dreams, tales of fate,

Hoping, just wishing, it isn't too late...

Stuck in reverse, a daunting curse.

Our history, now mystery.

Songs of joy, cries of pain,

Things may never be the same.

The thrill of the chase, life's never-ending race.

But the deepest crime, being robbed of precious time.

Waiting, just waiting it through,

Until it's too...

Reviews

[MichaelJHyde]

There's a remorseful energy to this... which is appropriate and I understand completely. Reminds me a little of a poem I read on Poetry.com entitled 'wait'. The last line particularly rings similar. If you haven't already, I recommend checking it out.

Well done.

[emipoemi]

This is sublime! This is profound! This is absolutely brilliant!! If I may, however, I would suggest some pruning in the penultimate stanza (for it's a tad too wordy for the musicality to flow smoothly), and write in "late", why not, as a new stanza (for the sake of the musicality, and ending in a straggler is perfectly fine...it adds some cool power to the piece as a whole). Other than that, this is golden!! Well done!