Write a poem where the last syllable (not word) of each line rhymes with the second or third syllable of the next line.
This is one popular feature of a Thai-style poem!
There they stood on the fire escape
I relate so well to their situation
My station set in empathy
Like me, they have endured so much
Couldn’t touch them for fear of them jumping
Couldn’t bring help to help me handle
The muddle that may have been pending
Was thinking what could I do?
I knew I couldn’t keep them there forever
I’d never gain their trust
I just needed another minute
Had to get it with...
give me a kiss in your car while we're driving through the night
i can light up your world if you lean into me
dance with me don't be afriad, or do if you really want
nochalant, keep it down low, you never tell, they never know
let me go, stay starstruck, if you please
let me be, its bound to happen, i never stay...
This is hard
The yard needs mowed
You owed the landscaper
The hairdresser needs money too
Have you done your taxes
Throwing axes is a game
The same thing happens
It depends on him
Try them and see
Not me buy you
That too is done
The fun of life
The strife of living
The giving season
The drops of doubt, cloud my once empty head
Bright red of color, sees white, change of dread
Whispers of no, how come, only one time, tells
Ring less bells, once chimed, now silent, fells
Packing it up, and leaving, for just a short while
Feeling pretty vile, heart in pieces, in a tiny pile
Words of don’t go, I’ll change, only just for you
Feeling blue, but not for you, go leave, it’s due...
How is it possible that I love you more than you love you
You shine blue bright radiating light you don’t see
Undermine yourself, your self-doubt casting long shadows
Nothing grows but weakness under a cracked veneer
My dearest I love you too much to just stand by
Whilst you deny your magic...
Though the winds may seem fierce
And pierce through your heart they do
I say you, I say you…Carry on
Life goes on and when life gets going
Know one thing and that thing is push
Don’t shush that fire in your soul
Never fold or submit into defeat
For your treat, your reward is nigh
Don’t ask why I say these things unto you
For I too must follow this way of living
So my being can one day be whole
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