Usually I’d try her number Unfortunately my hearts asunder Used to love her, used to hold Useless now, attempts are cold Until things change for now I’ll be Under this cloak of melancholy Urging progress, longing for more Unable to close the heart wrenching door
There never was a letter That can do as much as me Think about it really hard and Thank me when you see The other letters hate me Though, because of jealousy They say it’s not fair that I rhyme That super easily
Supposed vision we are told will Save the world today Sorry if I disagree So many told to stay Spite and harm are currently Sawing through the way Someday hope for peace and love So hate will go away
Quiet! I must concentrate Q is hard to satiate Quarrels make me want to quit Quirks in words which don’t quite fit Quorum comes when all are here Quickly now, our quest is near Quantify a love for two Q is married, to the U
Paper, pencil, pen and ink, in Prose I’ve grown to speak and think Public platforms, message boards Poetic guide of rhythmic chords Poems are pretty, I think it naught Pretentious such as some have thought Pious I shan’t think it so Poetry shall help me grow
Over, under, bottom, top Odes to letters never stop On the day I get to Z Old and wrinkled, I may be Or young and youthful, hopefully Only time will tell, you see Our lives are short, we need to grind Otherwise we’re wasting time
Naughty naughty little N Never helping me Nothing useful ever comes from Negativity No and never, none and nor N is oh so rude Neighbors M and O must want to Nix that attitude
Middle of the alphabet Molded like a gem Most will say there’s nothing worth More than Letter “M” Maybe M hates W Malice with a frown Mercilessly mocked by him when M is upside down
Little, little, did I know L is oh so great Like the time I drank that wine and Lulled a pretty mate Lords and ladies, boys and girls Like all, must pay the well Lay respect to that which lets us Love – the letter “L”
Knobbed in darkness, twisted wood Knuckled as can be Kinks and dead spots all around Knotted is the tree Kindling yes, our God will need, as its Key for making day Kind, He brightens nights with knights by simply adding K
How the World Should Work 