Metaphors and rhymes

If you want to be a poet
Your speech should be filled with metaphors
If you want to write a song
Your lines should rhyme like church bells
If you want to pay the bills
You are either intellectual professor
With many published yet unread poems
A singer songwriter touring the scene
Pleasing the crowd with rhyming songs
And dance tunes
Your soul? Committed to its creator
In the land of nought!

So I was told
The cynical truth
But who made it true
But our belief in what we made fact
I choose to be
A heretic of poetry and songs
A heretic of conventional wisdom
A heretic of accepting what came before
I sing my poor poems
Poor in metaphors
I rhyme nothing
For no two
No matter how similar
Are the same,
Replacement equality is
A delusion I refuse.

No metaphors
No rhymes
No me
No you
Just a crazed passion
Allowed to draw
A picture on a paper
A face resembles you
Still not you
What is true?

No metaphors
No rhymes
No me
Nor you
Can be alone
No me
No you
I miss you

No metaphors
No rhymes
No heretics
Beliefs have decayed
Long time ago.

So …

What remains now?

April 15, 2017

About alaindesade

Novelist, songwriter and philosopher. Has special interest in human relations, evolution of mind, inter-cultural complications, and the concept of God.
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