To My Poems End

Relaxed at last, My eyes closed tight. What will I write, And share tonight. Another poem, For all to view. And if creative, Perhaps even two. I need a theme, To write about. Maybe a mystery, To catch you out. Possibly a duel, Good versus evil. Maybe historic, Something medieval. Maybe a romance, Young lovers adore. A boy meets a girl, On a golden seashore. Perhaps a horror, I love to write about. So dark and gross, It'll freak you out. Maybe a fable, Simply for kids. They'll read forever, Till bedtime bids. Could be a deep one, Your mind can't shrink. Let alone hide from, It'll make you think. I say aloud, The words I write. If it flows ok, I know its right. Now I've come, To my poems end. I look back, On what I've penned.