VOICE OF A POET

Gathered courage to put emotions on paper Ink agrees to be visible to anyone that pays attention Pain introduces itself in a miserable situation This time,not about love or infatuation The poet cries with unanswered question This time,I may not write a dark poem Nor solution to my problem Though inspired no one, neither that was the aim The hidden best of me is what I always claim Being Nobody's favorite is okay Proud to be a poet with a few facts to say My efforts and time is of no pay On paper, nothing takes my profounding feeling away Let me close the book for the ink has run out Turn off the machine for toner has run out Why was my poem a source of an insult When it was rated for adults I talk about the truth to leave no one with doubts