what are Economy and Rhyme in literature?

Gary

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Does anyone can help me to find the economy and rhyme in this poem?

The Rain Within Myself
by Kishwar Naheed

To you I was a window.
You opened me
And enjoyed the scene as you pleased,
And inhaled the breeze and the colours.
To seek shelter from the storm,
You closed the shutter
And I became a robe
Snugly wrapped around you.

To you, I was a tunnel
In which you could shelter when you wished
And could conceal me too.
To keep your footprints safe from sight,
You walked in me for life.

To you, I was a dream;
I was water;
I was sand;
I was reality on command;
And like in digestion's aftertaste,
Forgotten.

When you talk in your dreams
I have to listen lying awake.
But no dream listens
To my wakeful words.
 
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