I read about a half dozen poems and found they moved easily, the rhymes did not seem forced. However, the content seems reined in by the rhyme. I wonder if you've ever tried to follow the rhythm of the language, and not the rhyme...perhaps to see if the content takes you further?
A Man of Thoughts
A man of thoughts thought I myself to be Until you came and shattered my belief; A plentitude have I to learn and see, A multitude of lessons and so brief
Is life on Earth that I cannot contain My curiosities or nosiness,