I Wrote

I wrote And rewrote The poem As it was concerning them What did it compose? Trust to repose? Confidence to instill I was not sure still Many write about me That my verses are not free Lack some depth with error I take it as honor At least they try to pick Scold me with stick I smile and put more thrust As I see it with more trust No one may that much lucky As I am with no worry Readers come out with bold comments I have no regret at this moment How many poems a day? Nothing comes in my way I write, write and write It increases power to fight I shall continue to strive And put more thrust to revive Some articles with new trend At least it may bring me close to them as friend