I Want the Rhyme
I am giving it time,
I want to get, out of it, the rhyme.
In my own world, I feel like a stranger;
In my own life, I sense I am in danger.
This, I suppose may be some kind of test,
But, may be later on, I will find rest.
I understand it may not be that easy,
In fact, at times, it makes me feel dizzy.
But I keep holding on,
Hoping that very soon, I will get home!
Copyright © Ampurire Anitah | Year Posted 2023
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