Trying to write poems,
short verse charms,
or word war storms.
To write or not too write,
maybe do nothing but live in fright.
Trying to express,
put words together in dress.

Sometimes I wonder why,
drop the pen and defy?
Who wants to be under
the spot light,
at times this is no delight.
More or less like self abuse,
oh, what's the freaking use.

Still there's an attraction,
but not much fortune
of satisfaction.
The pie in the sky pros,
many times turn up their nose.
What does this amatuer
think he's doing,
certainly not anything
worth reviewing?

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