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Rhyming Words
To write or not,
Is a tedious choice.
As tough is a poem,
When there is no choice.
Of rhyming words
Of syllable-string,
Beaded and plaited
To make it ring.
The first person to write
Maybe wrote,
Keeping in mind,
The words of old.
And then he sat
And with meticulous ease,
Rhymed his words,
Creating the first poetry.
Come back to the present,
A person I know
said the same
Keep it low.
Go with the flow,
let it out,
Make your thoughts
the center of the lot.
But unlike the first person though,
he kept it unrhymed,
The words of his own.
© adrija.g
Is a tedious choice.
As tough is a poem,
When there is no choice.
Of rhyming words
Of syllable-string,
Beaded and plaited
To make it ring.
The first person to write
Maybe wrote,
Keeping in mind,
The words of old.
And then he sat
And with meticulous ease,
Rhymed his words,
Creating the first poetry.
Come back to the present,
A person I know
said the same
Keep it low.
Go with the flow,
let it out,
Make your thoughts
the center of the lot.
But unlike the first person though,
he kept it unrhymed,
The words of his own.
© adrija.g
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