Poetry sucks

[evulish]

I'm So Incredibly Tired
Grant Harding



It's like I'm looking at something perfect.
Her complexion was everything but bland.
She is like something I would die to protect.
Her eyes were round, beautiful, and very grand.
The time I spent with her was splendid.
Our love for us was equivalent.
I would try hard to make her heart mended.
Her temper was not quite malevolent
I cannot forget her great attitude.
Her lovely voice was like music to me.
She contained large amounts of fortitude.
The single best husband for her was me.
She is the one who I dare not lose.
She doesn't really resemble Tom Cruise.

Now THAT is a sonnet. And the title is fitting. I hate rhyming. I'm not a freaking poet and no, I _don't_ know it. Writing about love is bad enough...writing about love all sing-songy and making it rhyme is so much worse. Now...factual reports are cool. Poems are lame!

Sorry...it's late...and my poem sucks...and I'm so incredibly tired. </rant>