Bring Back Our Rhymes

Written in 2025

Poems are powerful—

A way to say everything,

By saying just enough.

A few words strung like beads

Can carry a whole world on their thread.

They don’t ramble.

They don’t pretend.

They cut to the core—

To what matters,

What lingers,

What lives after silence.

I wish more people spoke in poems

Or songs that rise from the soul.

Not just to impress,

But to impress truth into the bones.

Poetry doesn’t waste breath.

It filters noise.

It holds space for sorrow,

And gives rhythm to joy.

So bring back our rhymes.

Let children learn them,

Let lovers speak them,

Let prophets write them in fire.

Let a generation find its voice again—

Not in more words,

But in the right ones.