Words that rhyme or a cup of coffee served at the right time,
Is it what all a poem needs or does it hone in taste like wine?
Thouhgts aligned straight or words intertwined,
Do tough times evoke emotions or does happiness work just fine?

If I say words randomly and set them in order,
Will it become a poem then or do I have to try harder?
What if I feel something but words don’t find their way?
Will I ever be able to write something or blank I’d have to stay?

If there are lines only a few, scribbled in a way that sounds new.
Can it not be gibberish for a while or is it paramount to connect with souls few?
The lines do rhyme, is it a poem or a verse?
Some exude appreciation, some bless curse.
Can I only rhyme and not worry if it makes sense?
Will it be a poem then if I commit sins in the tense?

HEART IS TOO SMALL
CAN HOLD MANY THINGS
DEEPLY PENETRATED
MANY THINGS, MANY THINGS.
WHICH OUR MIND ALWAYS FORGET,
IT NEVER EVER DOES;
WHICH OUR MIND FAILS TO ACCEPT,
IT SO ALWAYS DOES.
HEART IS TOO SMALL
CAN HOLD MANY THINGS.
PEOPLE NEVER LOOKS
AT HEART AND SOUL
NEVER THINKS, ABOUT THE ROLE.
NEVER THINKS, WHAT WE ARE.

Poetry is my *****
Deep words get me high
Writing so quenches my thirst,
I'd **** for any rhyme