My Job Poem by Laura arwen

My Job



My job is
to tell and
invent new and
beautiful stories
My real job
is writing poems
Writing is the
only thing I
can aspire to
do in my
life
I fail to
think to have
a favorite job
I'm free if
I'm a poet
I'm sad if
I don't write
or think to
write because my
mind needs to
create something
I need the
silence and more
creativity for my
real job
My life is
a complete sacrifice
for writing and
reading
It's boring don't
have the inspiration
for writing
I need the
silence when I
write
I don't know
if I'm talented
on writing but
I have passion
for it

Tuesday, November 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: job,work
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