Khashayar Salehi Poet Rhyme

In Search of Some Je Ne Sais Quoi

His lines he always wanted to shine
With éclat and style mingled fine
To bedazzle and strike with awe
Those who bothered to read a line

For hours on end, would he ponder
On how he could rive you asunder 
With some poetic turn of phrase
Perfectly pointed sans all blunder

Listen to what he learned at last
Content when he was with his writing cast
Easy on the ear, loud and clear
Words were raining down somewhat thick and fast

A maestro, he remembered one day
Had told him of some versed in display
Who sadly think have a lot to say
Yet, their dead words at the moon but bay

Flowing, flaying, flaming, fighting 
Blowing, playing, blaming, biting
Loving, loathing, baring, clothing 
All this juxtaposed in your writing 

Fails to offer what it does take
To pregnant poetry make
Poetry boils from within 
Insight absent, it will not take

Soulless words will never congeal
The pest of pomp, you can’t conceal
“Good wine needs no bush”, said the poet
The wise take not the fruit for the peel

The epiphany shook him to his sense
His lines now seemed a pile of nonsense 
From here to Timbuktu, he thought 
Ran the serpentine to eloquence

Poetasters push the pen too hard
They throw a wheel if you would regard
Literary knowledge is not enough 
It takes more wisdom to be a bard

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