Rhyme-crime

Another time i felt

The world around me melt

When everyone yelled

Your project should be shelved

I took out a book

I felt a suspicious look

Oh! He is up to it again

Writing rhymes in vain

I wrote some words; once and again

The stuttered flow drove me insane

Word peeping here and there

Through scratches everywhere

I want to write in rhymes

Which clink like falling dimes

For the previous line I have no care

As I search for words found nowhere

Kept trying like that fellow Bruce

Who watched a spider as an excuse

I look at the sky thinking up words

But all I see are the whites of clouds

I should be stopping this nonsense here
But my hands seem to have no fear
For they don't know what they write
Its my mind that fears wrong and right