Is poetry wasted on me
The proper question is
Is it brazen of me
To call myself a poet
After all
I do not have any training
I just arrange words
Then read them outloud
For the umpteenth time
Editting it as if I am going crazy
That is only because
I am searching for what sounds
Like an honest representation
Of what I am trying to vocalize
After following up on
What I have observed
How I am feeling
Giving my truth on a situation
But I ask
Could this be my madness
Am I writing things with any meaning
Are people understanding
The images I am trying to convey
If not
I do not know what am I doing
This presistant demon
Who whispers to me
Casting doubt
Into the confident waters
Is becoming a problem
Causing me to question
A few people who said
Writing is my calling
I need to know from the masses
Are they
Trying to not hurt my feelings
By lying
I do not want to be looked upon
As a fraud
A wack a doodle
A foolish person
Tell me
Will I walk amongst the established
The ones not yet dead
Passionately writing
With followers
Who do not unfollow
After one bad poem
I want the loyal readers
Who are eager to read
Return over and over again
They see a diamond in the rough
Think I am on the way to greatness
Of being a famous poet


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2 thoughts on ““My Second Third Fourth Thoughts”

  1. ๐Ÿค™๐Ÿพ๐Ÿค™๐Ÿพโœจโœจ the demons try to silence you & keep you from your calling . Thatโ€™s their job to have you questioning everything including yourself . Keep going slaying demons one thought at a time! โœŠ๐Ÿพโœจ๐Ÿค™๐Ÿพ

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