when I compose
I go into a trance
as if I'm in Paris
in France
or going around in romance
yes prance
as I poetically dance
obscure to the world around
I am to be spectacularly found
NOT to any law bound!
poetry is emotional display
we play
our own way
Comments
aah
a little play with some rhyme I see.
I wish I could rhyme well,
but most of the time its's hell
to keep it going for me
that's why I envy you, see?
When I compose
I hope its not prose
Hate to irritate Mr Wes
want to give my best
I fly into wonderland
where elves wander hand in hand
and fairies danced in the night
their motion filled with delight
I plunged into darkness
to see its many faces
and form a balance in my write
of shadows and glory light
Now this little poem I offer
doesn't make me a rhyme master
just a practing student
learning from you for self-betterment.
Alid
UR RHYMING IS
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
ouchhhhhhhhhhhh
like laying on the couch
enjoying music
lovely alidz
hehe
glad you liked it.
Alid
must as ur
future chair
man!!!!!!!
Aw come on loved, you left out pants,
glance, instance, hesitance, cadence and a few others lol. But seriously a fun read............stan
twas meant to be
without pants on naturally stan
ur a man
u ought to know
pun intended