"Steemit Poetry Contest #8" The way you sees it

I wish I could write a poem that rhymes
The word never seem for me to come
I have tried even more than hundred times
It's just not as easy as it does for some

I just don't know what should do
But one of these days maybe I will
To get my words to rhymes like they do
But I'll finally write something I feel

Beloved, you may be as all men say
Only a transient spark
Of flickering flame set in loam of clay
I care not. Since you kindle all my dark.

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