Let's Write a Rhyming Poem

[ArCi]

Old ideas and memories that were purposely tossed,

 

[panic in paradise]

for now though they build or cost

 

[ForEverAfter]

brain cells harbouring prisoners, flogged

 

[glenjih]

or lost for good inside a cloud of misnomers and fog

 

[Psymask]

what happened to this poetry crease?
i much prefered it before,
before the tellings of the rhythm police
rules are there to be ignored

 

[!!4iV4HF9R34g]

I agree with the headache of the malaised yellow duck
his concern for the unnecessarily quarreling foes.
To be honest, it's funny, I give zero fucks,
this is the last sentence of my poem.

 

[Belisarius]

I know not what this poem is about,
having dropped in of an evening.
Yet, I have faith enough in my clout
to write words poetic-seeming.

 

[New]

I'n gonna make like buffalo bill and tuck it(a)

 

[Rattles]

patience strained I laugh too much (b)

 

[Lost Ego]

I'n gonna make like buffalo bill and tuck it(a)

patience strained I laugh too much (b)

Sometimes i dont have any luck it---(a)
's just not fair, life is such---(b)
a bitch, and i just wanna fuck her (a2)
and she's alot like lemons caus sometimes she's sweet, sometimes sour (b2)
and sometimes she makes me pucker (a2)
fuck fucking this bitch, i just wanna wow her (b2)

im just going along for the ride (a3)

 

[Rattles]

Again and again the justification(b3)

 

[Lost Ego]

is insufficient. Justice and god are tied

 

[Rattles]

by nature or nurture to gratification

 

[New]

Goddamn my brain is fried

 

[Rattles]

I abandoned thought for inspiration

 

[Rattles]

As my eyes emptied , she cried

 

[Psymask]

"procrastination for the nation!!!"

 

[Rattles]

And still undecided, I died

 

[Psymask]

From here on in, or out as the case may be,

 

[Rattles]

Regrets shall not matter, not one damn whit