Rhyme
She chocked for words
To soak her blank pages.
Well, she had to please a bunch of corporate turds
She said to herself, “I haven’t written in ages.”
She had a deadline to meet.
All her works essentially neat.
Hence, she felt a need to rhyme,
Though there was a crunch in time.
And tick-tock went the clock,
As she hit a writer’s block.
-DUNDAPPAN
A rhyme flew inside, just in time. Sometimes I think the urge to rhyme is like the urge to sort, to make sense of the world. to contain and frame.
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I can actually relate to what you are trying to say.
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Love this poem!
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Thanks a lot mate for visiting and liking
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It happens – but words have a funny way of overcoming any barriers and flooding through with beauty regardless; they certainly have here!
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Thank you so much. Means a lot.
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Great Rhyme! Not only for writing.. But happens relatively in daily life deadlines 😂! Great
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hahaha very true
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