📝;; This poem is all about a POETESS. Have you ever experienced being degraded by someone because of your works? Every writer experienced that. If you're not that famous, they will never notice/read your works. Hope you'll find hope in my poem, this one is for you. That's why I entitled this;
''DO I DESERVE TO BE CALLED A POETESS?''
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Do I deserve to be called a poetess?
If my works are lame and pointless
Do I possessed the grandeur one?
Lacked of words to be written done
By dint of castellated rhymes
Prolific syllables divine
Thorn by his pen
Afflictive words of him restrain
I was judged by many and accepted by few
I remain what I was before and never renew
Jaundiced thoughts thwack bold
Obtrude smash by spear behold
My heart was room by dread
Voices sharpen wound my head
How poor my words with no shield
My emotions engulf me with hatred
I was taken a back and dumbfounded
As I see myself relevancy dead
How come society is so cruel?
How come people just drool?
And by the hand of humanity
Every writer was stricken insanity
With every word I wrote
I hope this will be a message to youth
With every writer who continue to aspire and inspire
Great pieces comes with great empire
I spent blood, sweat, and tears to make this masterpiece
I hope everyone will be at peace
To my co writers who experienced things like this
Continue to write and contribute brightness.
YOU ARE READING
Stream of Unfolded Thoughts (Under Revision)
Puisi[EDITING] Keep your pen bleeding.
