I am nowhere near,
Still I can almost hear
and sense your fear.
My love is mere,
Since you are not here
To make me cheer.
This is not the day,
That God answers my pray:
"My fear away!"
I ask you to stay,
There is no rule to obey,
Stop my pain, you may!
Will you be near?
To take all of my fear,
Will you stay here?
I never liked the fixed form poem. I feel that while it has the melody of rhyme, it lacks the poetry of thoughts.
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I guess I never cared about the form, as I never wrote for others to read. So I am with you on "I never liked the fixed form", but it's just the way this "poem" came to be.
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