Stuck on one word so I change the whole line
while trying to force my thoughts to fit this rigid rhyme.
My body and mind cry out to convey
all the things words seemingly forbid me to say.
Speak these thoughts? Share them with the world?
Gladly, if the expression of such, before me, would unfurl.
I have no way to forcibly set free
the passion and creativity confined within me.
Im going to say it one more time, you have a gift. An awesome one haha. You need to write a book or something, seriously :)
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I second that motion for a book! I love this.
ReplyDeleteI like this one. =)
ReplyDeleteJust because it says that writing a poem that rhymes can be so hard, and you have to change whole lines to make things work, but does it whilst rhyming. (Plus it reminds me of comments my English teachers always used to leave on my work that poems didn't have to rhyme, but they always did in my head.)