I set out to write this poem and I had a simple plan.
I'd avoid all things prosaic and I'd do the best I can
To optimize the content and the grammar and the rhyme
And of course I'd tell a story that would echo for all time
I thought about the subject and the role the hero played
But when I penned the verses then I saw the hero fade
I read my lines and wondered if all poets had the same
Misunderstanding with the words and felt a poet's shame
I struggled with my concept and the form the poem took
Yet I doubt that you will ever see this poem in a book
For only I can understand the effort and the time
And a parent's love responsible for each and every line
And so like children poems cause you happiness and pride
Or conversely they cause torment as you quiver deep inside
And yet I do still write them and some I think are fine
But some are just so terrible I wish they weren't mine.
Excellently written and so true that poems feel like they are the childrenof poets, some are fine but some we wish weren't ours. This one is so brilliant I wished it was mine.
Well, poems are expressions of inner-self. Whichever way you expressed yourself, it's left for others to judge, no condemnation.
Haha! Haven't we all been here! I can so relate to this poem! Thanks for sharing...: -)
Superb with rhythm and rhyme. Thought flow of content great! Enjoyed your write! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The poem itself is very hearty and understandable and itself is nice and beautiful from such a great mind who might have several occasions of helplessness of human life. Really expect more, through poems and likes to be an asset to the reader's club. Thank you doctor.