I don't really care for poetry that rhymes.
The most emotive poems i have read don't rhyme.
Somehow, when they do, emotions seemed to have put on a veneer, a sort of stiff upper lip that says "thou shall not knowst my true emotions".
I say, give me the angrish plain and simple and don't make me guess.
As if life isn't cryptic enough as it is.
Rhymes can well be a technique but shouldn't be absolutely necessary.
I don't need poetry that rhymes
but if you do, i'm sure you will be just as happy as me being without.
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