My poetry is a mystery to me also
I don't know how I write
I feel it isn't any good
That I could make a living
When it gets published, I can shout
On atop of a mountain
And I feel confident and full of joy
But with one rejection that comes
I am falling from that mountain
Sometimes, I think I should give up
Because I am too old to continue
But my Dad's voice comes to me
Saying 'Poetry is yr trade, Lee-Ann '
I wipe my tears and pull up my bootstraps
And continue to write
As nothing can hold my words then
Congratulations Lee Ann for your lovely poem being selected as the Poem of the Day.
A lovely honest write...all of us here are not born poets...let us all keep up our march with poetry all the more for a better level....I like your poems
Never think of giving up LeeAnn x Just keep on writing straight from the heart. Poetry is a part of you always xx
The Satire I use is to bring the back of the mirror merged with truth, realities and hidden agenda behind.
Poetry comes from inner feelings. we try and express what we feel. I write 'Satire' poems not the normal satire which believe in using humour to attack a person, an idea or behaviour that you think is bad or silly... NO this is absurd.
I think that's part of the fun of poetry…the mystery in it… even when your the author!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This may be your best poem yet! Keep writing!