SOME SAY I AM APOET
Some say I am a poet, yet I do no know it,
Another says, you are cute,
I know they are in love,
Then what some, still some, do not like
And a very few despise,
Some and an isolated one does
Still ask,
Do you call this poetry!?
Am I a poet, yes I am,
Still I don’t know why those
Who gave me my good new name!?
Do me abandon and now
Do not like my writings and saying,
And they have knocked me off,
I m not complaining, from their
Fan mail and want me too to remove them too,
No I shall not do it I m sorry, for you!.
That for so many and yes many,
Many love and do not know it,
Some compare me to fellow poets of yore,
And love to stick to the past they love,
No not poetry it’s like actual history!.
Some love to delve in the future,
And modern feelings they’d like to nurture!.
Then they will come up and say…!.,
Well my trend was broken,
As some one had spoken,
What is it you are doing at the computer!?
Creating history, sarcastically,
You are no tutor,
No I had to say,
Then forgot it all
Yes what for you I‘d liked to display!.
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