My Poem

....My Poem.... I dare you not to like "my poem"...not to read my writing...but when you do...you passively read it like it's some child's drawing on the refrigerator....I dare you not to comment on "my poem"...but I know you read it...skimming through my words...waiting for a cute antidote to cure your reading mind....but still not having the decency to leave a comment in kind gestures...this poem is for the suggesters who encourages me to keep writing...exciting the reader's mind with my pen to write a no comment response poem again...it makes me shed a tear which falls on "my poem" and causes the fountained ink to leave smudges on the sheet of paper...think...this poem is for the poem contest judges...I hate ya... I enter the contests....follow the rules...but I don't even get a good job comment from your views....I dare you to skim through this poem...and not comprehend that I can't stand it when I put my poems out there to make the world of poets realize that I am here...aware that I am alive...well enough to write "my poem" which gets no comments...but receives reads...4 of them are mine... but at least i know they were read...thoughts of my words being copied or stolen stay circling in my head...but I'll be fine...I dare you not to like "my poem"...but you read it fast enough to know that...I'm not begging I'm egging you on to keep me strong 'til I'm gone..or done with writing...pen to paper...reading mind exciting mine to write..."My Poem" By: Peter DeSpirito