Dear stranger, we’d once talk for hours
Details of our mundane lives, elaborate
It was all e-cards and imaginary flowers
We pretended our souls were one, not separate
Matchbox towers of flimsy nothing dreams
As imaginary as the fairy dust you’d create
Courage and loyalty on opposing teams,
I hope that’s not your life’s recurring theme.
You just read a Terza Rima style of poem! It is a style of Italian poetry which has a 3-line interlocking rhyming scheme as follows:
It can be longer, in the same pattern and there is no restrictions on syllable count. Hope you enjoyed it and let me know what you think!