I've been writing seventeen years,
Is it my purpose, in this life,
or am I that board, o'h so dear.
Who is the decision maker of poetry today,
All the famous have passed on, now writers unknown,
Can I create A new type, or style, or they all in stone today.
I don't know why I write, wrong thing,
If I was searching for riches, or fame,
Very few even friends, want to read the thoughts we bring.
Is it A cheap way, just to pass time each day,
They are important to us, no where to store for centuries,
For now when we die, all our creations, will be thrown away.
DEAR TOM, DO NOT WORRY, AT LEAST YOU WILL STILL BE READ IN HISTORY AN BECOME IMMORTAL IN THE NEXT CENTURIES, SURE
No worries, dear Tom, surely your poems will be immortal ones and they will still be read on this Poem Hunter and Com poem site or edited by many poetry sites that will edit your poems uincluding your BIO
Well expressed thoughts and feelings nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm. Thanks to sharing, Tom.
Write comment. A nice work, Tom. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
WHO CHOOSES GREAT POETS, SEEMS THEY ALL PASSED, WILL ANY OF US BE KNOWN IN THE FOLLOWING CENTURIES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
WHO PICKS GREAT POETS WILL ANY OF US BE KNOWN IN HISTORY? ? ?