The purple rose lies still
It's lost its living will
The sun does not rise
No feelings disguised
Solitary on hill

I saw you standing there
Nary a thought nor care
You looked so lonely
Quiet as could be
This is your only lair

I really dislike a lot of the rhyme schemes for the set poems. Take limericks, for example.  I've only posted two of these because they are the only ones that I like.