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Poet's Dilemma

Oh, why am I writing? And what am I writing about? I have collected my thoughts. Yes, I have written What I thought is a poem, but I feel like it isn’t a poem. And I don’t know why. I’ve the words... The poetic form... The rhyme and the style... Indeed, I have unveiled… The mind… The heart… Yet still, I don’t know why. No matter what I write Or how beautiful my poem is If you, my dear, are not reading it Then, it isn’t a poem. And, without you to read …I will never be a poet!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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