i usually don't write in rhyme...mmm ok..this is one of mine that has been published..so the copywright's secure..it won't look the same because you can't do central spacing but....
When Is It Dark Enough You Can See The Stars?
The brightest summer sky
Changed quickly to the blackness as storm clouds
Emerged ever faster, full blown gale ahead!
The once hope filled constitution of man,
Once began out of sin, became engulfed in human tragedy,
Too uncomfortable to begin to see any radiance throughout the raging sky.
Silent, idol, with nauseating discomfort, the human soul
Searches in vain for illumination.
Impulsively, from somewhere within the depths of the human heart,
Doctrine begins to progress within us,
Rough seas begin to calm, the barometer of expectancy
Shifts to appease the waters of generosity.
Calming the seas of mankind is not the natural change of the weather,
But with the hand of God’s love accepted within our sinful souls,
The storm begins to fade, seas to calm and the sun rises to shine
Encouragingly, lifting the murky shadow of despair.
When it is dark enough you can see the stars?
In a cloud of influence and great grandeur, at the bleakest moments comes,
Within all who believe, the glory of the Son of Man, the apocalyptic Christ.
It is then we shall shine radiantly,
Illuminating the darkness of the heavens for eternity.
Mbp©2000
2007-01-26 09:39:41
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answered by Tek ~aka~Legs! 7
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As long as its good the rhyming scheme doesn't matter to me.....Though I can't really write poems that don't rhyme, it doesn't sound right....
2007-01-26 17:46:09
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answered by Anonymous
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by claude mckay..entitled "if we must die"
If we must die, let it not be like hogs
Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot,
While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs,
Making their mock at our accursèd lot.
If we must die, O let us nobly die,
So that our precious blood may not be shed
In vain; then even the monsters we defy
Shall be constrained to honor us though dead!
O kinsmen! we must meet the common foe!
Though far outnumbered let us show us brave,
And for their thousand blows deal one death-blow!
What though before us lies the open grave?
Like men we'll face the murderous, cowardly pack,
Pressed to the wall, dying, but fighting back!
some poetry i like even if it doesnt have a rhyme scheme..and im really into poetry by claude mckay, gwendolyn brooks, poetry that describes the struggles of African-Americans in the United States during the early 1900s on..
2007-01-26 17:44:44
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answered by wolvie 6
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yea i love all poetry to rhyme
2007-01-26 17:36:54
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answered by micho 7
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I like it when it rhymes. Though, I really don't get them.
2007-01-26 17:42:26
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answered by Anonymous
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no it doesnt. all my poems dont rhyme and there short
2007-01-26 17:39:08
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answered by Anonymous
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yes but it doesnt sound good if its forced rhyming
2007-01-26 17:37:33
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answered by hairspray queen 5
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If it has a regular rhythm, I do. If it's just blank verse or abstract poetry, then no.
My fave is John Donne's "The Flea":
MARK but this flea, and mark in this,
How little that which thou deniest me is ;
It suck'd me first, and now sucks thee,
And in this flea our two bloods mingled be.
Thou know'st that this cannot be said
A sin, nor shame, nor loss of maidenhead ;
Yet this enjoys before it woo,
And pamper'd swells with one blood made of two ;
And this, alas ! is more than we would do.
O stay, three lives in one flea spare,
Where we almost, yea, more than married are.
This flea is you and I, and this
Our marriage bed, and marriage temple is.
Though parents grudge, and you, we're met,
And cloister'd in these living walls of jet.
Though use make you apt to kill me,
Let not to that self-murder added be,
And sacrilege, three sins in killing three.
Cruel and sudden, hast thou since
Purpled thy nail in blood of innocence?
Wherein could this flea guilty be,
Except in that drop which it suck'd from thee?
Yet thou triumph'st, and say'st that thou
Find'st not thyself nor me the weaker now.
'Tis true ; then learn how false fears be ;
Just so much honour, when thou yield'st to me,
Will waste, as this flea's death took life from thee.
2007-01-26 17:39:11
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answered by Angela M 6
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i would show one to you but not on here because someone would take it.Some of mine does rhyme but not all of it.
2007-01-26 17:38:35
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answered by Ally 2
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poetry is for those who have nothing good to say
2007-01-26 17:38:54
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answered by Wat Da Hell 5
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