Run Out Of Rhymes Poem by Sheryl Barison

When I met you my poems have rhymes.
I don't need to think deeper to write a perfect line.
Words come naturally,
All i have to do is to listen to what my heart says.

Every word you have said
Is a sweet whisper i ever heard.
It's like seeing a movie scene,
A kind of love story you have to dream.

But everything comes and gone so fast.
Like your love that once knock in my heart.
You leave without saying goodbye,
Nor explaining thing so i could know the reason why.

Now that you have leave me
I don't know what to do.
I hate my pen and my feelings,
For they both longing for you.

The rhymes you have thought me is still there.
But i don't know how to arrange the words,
Even handling my emotions is so hard.
Because you are the one that makes my world perfectly right.