I n my soul which is distressed
A t all times you have been the best
M iracle that happened to me
B lessed with it, i hope again i`ll be
I who loved you since day one
C annot trade you for even the sun
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P onders my heart in my chest
E verytime i see you in your nest
N othing i do then but stop to see
T hat bird who once belonged to me
A nd write poems not for fun
M ad people seldom on words use pun
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E nded has my poem but i guessed
T o finish it fully shall write the rest
E nter the kitchen of of iambic pentameter
R eading it, you can, hate the food but not the feeder
Tareq Jalabi
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/iambic-love/
