Journey of the Verse
The rhythm sings, heard by the soul,
The rhyme's melody spills its role.
Emotions that hide in mind's wall,
In each stanza, they get so small.
In every verse, their styles stand tall.
Sorrow and joy, tartness and sweet,
In the couplets, they mutely meet.
Love, anger, fear, and hope's retreat,
In every line, they sound their beat,
In every phrase, they find their feat.
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Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2025
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