I am in love with rhyming
With how it is so beguiling
And I find it sickening
The attitudes surfacing.
Poetry is to be embraced
Not modified and disgraced
Because you write with haste
It seems like such a waste
A moment is all it takes
To give writing a fun shape
Or to give it a sad take
Try giving your pen brakes
Though it seems like a ramble
It takes not long to unscramble
To reread a same bit of shamble
About a depressing life battle
The absolute uniformity
To refuse the conformity
Is a true poetic irony
And is almost a hypocrisy.
Though words can be an outlet
Just listen to my input
Think about more for a bit
Try to see all there is in it
You can be sad and regressive
You can be happy and obsessive
My mind is not so reclusive
As I am a manic-depressive
So I know and understand
So let your talent take stand
Don't think about a world that can't
And think about a you that can.
Just from time to time
Think up a witty rhyme
It may not be "sublime"
But it might just make you think harder