You complain about your life!
And you do it as if it is on canvas.
Every stroke you make,
You wish to acknowledge.
With an attention returned.
That is 'your' outlet and creativity.
Me...
I acknowledge I am blessed to write.
With a like I love!
And an appreciation for my life!
I can not get enough of it.
I don't want to nibble.
I am going to take a tremendous bite!
And you...?
Well,
You have perfected what you do best!
And I do not mind correcting my imperfections.
As public as they are made.
And you...?
Well,
You enjoy expressing your ailments.
And you make them come alive with much reality!
My approach is a bit more subtle.
But hopefully,
Just as effective!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem