• Why,
    I ask
    Does poetry have to rhyme?

    Can't it be
    A free thing
    A way to express
    Your inner thoughts,
    Your passions,
    Your dreams,
    Your life?

    Why does everything
    Have RULES?

    Why,
    Why,
    Why?

    My poetry,
    While not exactly
    The common kind,
    Is poetry.

    Why,
    You ask?

    Because
    I pour my
    Soul,
    Heart,
    Love,
    Every emotion known
    To man (and woman).

    My poetry
    Does not have rules.

    No
    Restrictions,
    Bindings,
    Tethers,
    Or anything that would keep
    Your poetry from breathing,
    From living the way
    That it should.

    So,
    I may not be right
    Or even sane,
    But there's one thing
    I know;
    If your poetry doesn't live,
    If you don't feel it flow though you
    Like water from a glass,
    Then it's not living.

    So to hell with the rules.

    Let your poetry live.