Words clicked and clucked.
Monday, October 29, 2012 Maybe not today, or next year for that matter
will I hope that he sees this raw uncooked batter.
These words of advice from someone much younger
not written to be labeled as one's power hunger.
Instead I write because truth does exist,
I want to show him in poem, instead of using my fist.
Afterall he's a guy, human with pride and such
and its hard to change someone or convince them of stuff.
But I don't want to be accountable for not being brave
enough to transmit the truth to him via radio wave.
Welp, sometimes I'm too serious for my own good, and sometimes I'm serious and its for my good. In this case, I plead the fifth. Hey look, I wrote a Ghazal. Gah. What's a Ghazal? This is:
A short lyrical poem that arose in Urdu. It is between 5 and 15 couplets long. Each couplet contains its own poetic thought but is linked in rhyme that is established in the first couplet and continued in the second line of each pair. The lines of each couplet are equal in length. Themes are usually connected to love and romance. The closing signature often includes the poet's name or allusion to it.
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