rhyming poem

I AM A RHYME OF YOUR LINE

I am a line that needs rhyme to be sweet and wants to be deep.

I wonder to seek a beat to speak,
Make you sweet and not sleep.

I want to give you a nice treat
Serving you greet with meek.

I worry about being sleet— disappearing;
Bleeding inside like a beet—

Not because of being sweet but because why not be fleeced with peace and being of your piece"

I am a rhyme of your line
And a dream of your trying.

I often find putting myself at stake
But a real, not a fake.
I dream to be saved,
Not to be a waste.

I am dying and crying; you are lying and trying to show
I have never seen you, never NO
You've never been here, never Shown.

Oh well!
Mr. Hell

You threw me away very high
I cried till my eyes got dried
I thought I would die
Though you didn't lie
Wanted to say goodbye.

Aliya Nahid