Poetic form, I see you soon extinct
replaced by bubbles, triangles and air
Haiku, senryu, will live - they're so succinct,
Not much for poetry, me thinks, but flair.
Perhaps, it is a rhyming me that frowns -
Some "poems" shaped like elephant's behind
A real and timeless poetry has drowned
Replaced by abradab that boggles mind.
Just listen: "POETRY"! This word is proud,
It's musical and soothing to an ear
It whispers, woes, it's not "zigzag" or loud
and if you listen well, then you might hear.
I think, good poetry has run its course
Extinction with no qualms and no remorse.
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