Pure Poetry

I really like the rhyme scheme in this one.

The river flowing from my heart

Is dammed by cruel restriction.

‘Tisn’t fair!  ‘Tisn’t fair!

Why couldn’t I put in a say?

I did not get to have a part

And no one heard my diction.

 

So many tears, yea, by the liter,

I have lost through open eyes.

You don’t care! You don’t care!

You laugh at what I have to say.

And so I write it out in meter

To determine truth from lies.

 

Poetry, dear verse, I know you!

Never could you lie to me.

Will you share?  Will you share?

Tell me what I need to say!

Shall I go confess my love true?

Please instruct, pure poetry.

 

Then it seems to whisper softly,

“Love is only true in me.

Never will you find perfection

In a world of misconception.”

Reviews

[C.]

Mmm, very nice. The repeated cries break up the flow, but in a way that makes the reader think. I really liked this one, Truman.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

the rhyme scheme is indeed flavorful~ the repetitive cries resound in stirring echoes of the heart~