I'M Not A Poet
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I can't get
every word,
you write with my blood.
It flies above my head.
I'm a nincompoop,
who pretends to be
a poet but not actually,
as you are all.My eyes
are closed, I'm flying.
Any time I may fall.
Once a famous poet
of Poemhunter
advised me to send
my poems to him
to give them good flavor,
as I'm multilingual,
I may not know the
language, I mean English well.
Though depressed,
I couldn't do that.
Val assured me with
her kind words
and getting enthused
I wrote many poems.
Now I think,
were they poetry?
The ups and downs,
few love and
great hatred,
fill my eyes
with tear
still now....
I declare I'm
not a poet but a fool,
who pretends
as if he is a poet,
but fails to catch
the feelings of his
friends and goes on
stooping emotion from
the withered hearts!
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