Lost my Rhyme?

Lost my Rhyme
The song bird has lost her rhyme,
Although she tries with everything she has got,
She forgot sentence structure and correct grammar
Everything is as incorrect as its wrong.

How can she stay rational, when so much is going on?
And not going on? How can she stay stable?
How can she remember to rhyme,
When her voice only wants her to screech, unanimously?

A poem which lacks rhyme is like rice, without flavor,
Like raw vegetable, not boiled, like stale rancid food.
No spice, nothing that stays as a twang on your tongue,
No pepper, no cardamom, no cinnamon.

Aha, but how can I rhyme, friend, when I have lost all reason?
How can I rhyme, how can I think?
How can I remain calm, without losing it?
Losing the rhyme, and the mind?

How can I pretend, how can I keep it all balanced,
How can I tell myself all is for the better?
Because, clearly, it is not al for the better,
Because when you leave, even my personal sun fades away.
No, I cannot rhyme now, it’s become so hard,

All I desire is for you to listen, to hear me out,
Listen to my prayer, hope you understand my torment,
I’m suffering for what I did, so I guess life’s so fair.

But I realized my mistake, friend, I really did,
If nobody ever forgives me, what’s the whole point?
What’s the purpose, of living, when you are so venomously hated?
How can I justify my existence?

My logic defied existence, that day you left,
But I guess it was predictable that you would behave that way,
After all I did, who would not?
Abandon me, I know it hurt a lot.

Aha, see, the rhyme is returning,
I can find my sentences again, it’s this way, turning,
When my intent is sincere, I think nothing is impossible,
Because it comes from the heart, my repeating prayer.

I didn’t lose my rhyme.
I shan’t until it’s time.
Until, I reach a 100……the rhyme is not leaving me.
It’s staying here, I’m not allowing.

1:37 pm, 9th January, 2010.