• clifton 24w

    This Poet

    This poet,
    Will not garner,
    The followers,
    She would like,
    But then,
    If her poetry was better,
    Then perhaps she might.
    But her messages get twisted,
    As her writings get so ham fisted.
    And her thoughts become so blistered,
    By visions she has not demisted,
    This poet,
    Will not claim,
    The growing numbers,
    Others take,
    But at least,
    She's being honest,
    Because to herself,
    She's never fake.