Generic words that rhyme
Beat in perfect time
One stanza, maybe two
I really don’t have a clue
Many different types
From all across the globe
They don’t have to rhyme
Perhaps describing flowers or music
Elegantly they flow across paper
Painting sceneries never before seen
Paper their canvas, a pencil their brush
Living in blissful agony, a poem they compose
A shepherds watching flocks
Amongst the flowers, singing to the silence
Nature is all around in wondrous color
Peace and Harmony they describe
Perhaps they sing a song
Of lost love and daring Knights
You keep a tune in mind
As they search throughout the night
Fighting dragons
A lady by they call “mine”
And only ever rhyming
Every other line
Or maybe of a scene
A white house
A red bike
Brown fence
Pink faced child
Dawn paints
Exquisite blush
Across green grass
Or maybe they’re places you’ve been
From lands all filled with green
Flowers grow
And the people know
It’s the prettiest place they’ve ever seen
Or perhaps they’re epic stories, told in long stanzas
Of knights fighting dragons, and demons alike
It goes on for ages, telling the passing of time
There’s no sense in rhyming,
The translation won’t make sense then
But boy do teachers love to give these poems to their students
Perhaps a poem will weep
For those that we have lost
They paid a terrible cost
To finally get some sleep
A poem though, can have no rhyme or reason, you see
Alliteration is their very key
Nothing makes real sense you know
Since the last word can’t quite match up the same
Like tongue twisters twisting around
Painting pretty pictures
And singing sorrowful songs
A more popular poem, for teachers alike
A sonnet, you see, with hidden meanings, out of sight
They lie in wait, hidden, waiting to strike
Aha! The perfect time! A paper you must write!
But what could this old English word mean? You ask
As if the teacher will give you an answer to your issue
“Should have realized your dilema sooner! Now go, complete the task.”
Your friends all shake their head, before handing you a tissue.
Or, oh no! The worst of all!
An oral presentation!
Goodbye cruel world, you sullenly bawl,
To speak out loud, tis like damnation!
“Shakespeare!”, a high schooler shouts, until their face turns blue,
“Damn you!”
We’ve reached the end now, don’t you see?
It’s not as bad as it could be,
A couple stanzas, hidden meanings,
A rhyme or two, or maybe not
One line, two line
Or fourteen
Rhyming patterns
Easy to be seen
Good luck, my friend, in all your schooling
Poems are difficult, but fun to write!
So go on reading, go on writing,
Paint your sorrows, your pain, your plight
Form an image, warm and bright
Or a tell a story, perhaps of a knight
Stories stealing souls away
With words so wonderful, winding, twisting, turning
Farewell!
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