Rhyme Time

To many times 
I find I am blind

Trying to write it all down
As I open my eyes 

to the surprise something always comes around
Telling me not to be a critic to my thoughts

but, keep it flowing 
A poet hidden on the inside growing 

with every note as I devote and decide
The lines at times I wrote with pride 

and ego sharing a fare as they ride along 
I write the song that's there forgiving while living 

Letting go of anger and a life without strife 
Alive without any danger to write what I like

Despite negativity to blame as I became 
creative and remain in a world hurled in words

heard in dreams without a mental block
Or writing with the means 

to have a right to write and never be heard
As I am able to say what I say in so many words 

sitting with my head down concentrating 
on the never ending battle of contemplating 

what is in my soul as I lose control
The words I am dealing with are feeling rather bold

From the start it is in the heart
Mending a fate while I am on the brink

Of discovering what thoughts link
Together and forever suffering in pain

As I bring along in a song
A love for us to remain

Bringing melody and singing as a fact
Harmony to free the charm in these potential acts 

of love longing in the song as I wait for my fate 
to belong and sing along and state in rhyme 

all the time the lines chime in rhythm
Like a date to anticipate what my mind envisions