Can someone read my poem, please?
Am I quite good or not! ?
Of course, I've got uncertainties,
Yes, they plague me a lot!
And yet I've really done my best,
I've even rhymed as well...
Have I done well? Have I been blessed?
If only I could tell!
It's true, I'm biased, yes, indeed,
I'd like another view...
Who knows, together, we'll succeed?
And yet, that's up to YOU!
Could you invest a little time,
Then comment if you would?
I think my poem's quite sublime!
In fact, I think it's good!
But when I see what others write,
Their eloquence and style,
Quite suddenly my hope takes flight
And then I lose my smile...
So, be a dear and help me out,
Bring comfort to my soul,
Help me to overcome my doubt,
Help me fulfill my role!
Though I feel led to persevere,
It's just I wonder how,
I want someone to make it clear,
Should I stop writing now?
Or should I strive for greater things,
Determined to the end?
As if to write for lords and kings
And not just for a friend?
My heart stands ready either way,
Yet feedback serves as proof...
Should I still write another day?
Be honest! Tell the truth!
If no-one answers to my plea,
I guess, I'll write no more...
Good-bye to prose and poetry
And all that these stand for...
Denis Martindale, May 2016.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem