Marcel Tourdot

Rookie (September 1979 / Pittsburgh Pennsylvania)

Unrhymed - Poem by Marcel Tourdot

Tripping falling, loss of balance filled with words still left unrhymed.
Beauties creature, a face, a picture, love is sometimes so much unkind.
Messages never heard, words unspoken, and without a voice.
The visions viewed upon the screen rise up without a choice.
To see the mind to speak, to find to bask in revelations loud and blind.
With words so vapid filled with lies and very much so compromised.
While all the verses that I know are somehow left unrhymed.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 29, 2010

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