My couplet poem for class

In stream so pure, out pours the white,
Perverts the black with color light,

In spinning vortex, here they meet,
Where steaming bitter blends with sweet,

Their clashing turns to unity,
And brings my mind tranquility.


This is a couplet poem. I just was drinking coffee when I wrote this, and it came to me. I didn't think of words that rhymed or anything, it just came to me. I like this kind of poetry because it is easy to write and rhymes, but usually not forced, because only two lines have to rhyme. I think this kind of poem can have any tone or mood because it is so versatile.