No Rhyme, No Reason

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No rhyme, no reason, just words on a page

A jumbled mess, a chaotic rage

No structure, no flow, just thoughts untamed

A poetic storm, a hurricane unnamed


But in this chaos, there lies such beauty.

A rawness, a truth, that's often overlooked truly.

A freedom to express, without constraints.

A break from tradition, a chance to paint.


With a palette of words, endless and free

We can explore the depths of our souls, you see.

And though it may seem scattered and unplanned

There's a method in the madness, a path we've spanned.


For when there are no limits, no rules to follow.

We can express ourselves, oh so bravado.

And though it may lack the rhythm and rhyme

This form of poetry can stand the test of time.


So, embrace the chaos, let your words run wild.

Express your truth, like a reckless child.

For no rhyme, no reason, just words on a page

Can evoke emotions and stir the soul with rage.

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