Poetry

'Because of Sin I fell'

"The fire of Hell glows strong and bright

Creating moans of death and plight

But, we refuse to change our path

Choosing instead, to forget God’s wrath

Why so blind, you freely ask? 

Death’s hidden behind a diamond mask

Lies so clever, twist all thought

Telling of comforts, cheaply bought

The precious blood of our Savior dear

Was shed for all, For those who fear

But, heeding not, our Saviors lament

We choose instead, a life of torment

Through a deadly swamp of sin we trudge

This burden on our back won’t budge

Still, we try to move it on our own

And take the burden on alone

Our breath is wasted, lost and gone 

All because, of a simple con

That lie that led us straight to hell 

Will never remove its fatal spell

  

The world has led us to believe

By works, Heaven we can achieve

But, Satan smiles his lie fulfilled

And earthly treasures we all guild 

But, after death, those gifts will cease

For, we never knew a lasting peace

Now, all that’s left is to despair

For now all sin has been laid bare

Justly tried, I’m damned to Hell

All because in sin I fell."

I can take no credit for this poem. It was my best friend's first poem. Of course my friend thought it was terrible, and not very good, but showed it to me anyways. It was a privilege to read it.

My friend said that some people didn't like it that much because it doesn't have a good rhyme scheme. 

I entirely disagree with them on that. 

Poetry isn't all about the rhyme scheme, in fact, some of the best poems have a lot of rhymes but not a constant flow of them. 

Some poems just don't have the "A-B-A-B" or the "A-A-B-B" structure. 

Now I would argue that if a poem doesn't have any rhymes whatsoever it wouldn't be classified a poem. 

But I don't think that people understand sometimes.

Poetry isn't all about the rhyme scheme. It's about the words.

I say the words because the words alone are what makes a poem powerful. It isn't the rhyme scheme that leaves someone in awe after they finish reading it. 

It's about the words. The words are what will stay with the readers. That's what will keep them coming back for more. 

Words that have depth and meaning to the poem. And if the poem is worth reading, like my dear friend's. 

That's what makes a poem good. When it's meaningful. When it makes people think.

Sure a steady rhyme scheme is helpful and makes it flow better, but if a few lines miss it, that alone doesn't make it a bad poem.

It's the meaning and depth of the words that matters. 

My best friend wrote an incredible poem. 

I couldn't have done any better. And considering it's the first poem that my friend wrote, I was even more impressed. 

I had the privilege of reading this, and you did too.

God Bless, 

  A.W.