My Try

Fruits of my endeavour I now sit n savour I got up In the wee hours The idea of writing, towers I write on various things Oh a great joy it brings I rewrite when I'm discontented Sometimes I go far n write what was not intended I maybe considered an average But Im not dejected ,to write I still manage But writing gives me such peace It rids me thinking of my disease Now I'm truly happy when Im rated honourable position Now I feel worthy and will bring joy in my rendition Earlier I got disappointed when none was ranked I felt disheartened as to be known a poet was my aim I didn't want to be a poet self -claimed.