This is the first poem iv ever posted here...so yea...here it goes: this poem i wrote in italian class one day cus my friend was mad at me and never tells me WHY shes mad...anyway... LET IT SHOWYour strangled words give no indication, To your anger'd motivation.Sift threw your mind and gain a thought,To state the resaon for the wars fought.I find myself tangled in your displeasure,The dislike for me has no measure.Consistant false conclusions are part of thou,Causing your body to bow.Why do you silently yell and torcher your life,With many a meaningless strife.Problems arise between you and another,Things that are hard to cover.But what if the other doesn't know,And you refuse to let your thoughts go,Let your feelings flow,Let your apathy show so that I may, Help to bring you into the circle to stay.Trust and honesty I do hold high,So let this trouble by.Life is too short to worry and cry,So tell me,As I can then help to let this trouble by.
I like the aggressive beat here and it rhymes well. Some word choices are archaic but that was probably your intent.