Insult To the Form

A homage to all that unnerves, this may be and with a striking fist, i disapprove of it may you not rhyme, may you not sound any shape or form of the word beautiful what to discover? a fleeting knowlege? a rapidly decaying understanding of the understatments of your feelings? maybe thats an effect, due to your ignorance. why is this my sensless plea? has all been written in the world? surely as i pen this, i prove it not. no form, no passion, no art behind it. sure my own may be shortened, but meaning they lack not with this near complete not in it's time has one rhyme been...oops.