Words of a Poet

It isn't Poetry

A rant in a form of poetry

It isn't poetry

     when rhyming words and tunes 

  are used to mock me

      when the words that played out in my mind

  with melody and heart are spoken with derision

It isn't my poetry

      when you steal the pages I hold so dear

  and read something so personal out loud to the whole class

My poetry isn't an armour to mask my pain

            but clothing I have fabricated

        with every unique stitch and every unique pattern

    completely my own

 that isn't yours.

It isn't my poetry or an armour

    It is mockery

        It is plagiarism

But most of all--- It isn't YOURS!!!

A/N: It wasn't supposed to sound that angry, but there it is. Also, this is probably the last poem in this short story collection. I have a few upcoming projects due and I would be really happy if you could check two of my newest books-- Hopes Shattered and Unspoken words. 

There will be an additional poem which I'm planing to write, but it would be around June 28. There's a 90% chance it is going to be on Wattpad, but I don't to make any promises.

Hope I inspired at least some of you great readers and thanks for all your support. 

Final sentence from me- "I'm burning a thousand fires today, yet not one flame from this fire will touch me tomorrow."