The title explains itself. Enjoy!

Sometimes I get ballistic,

when beiing artistic,

just to raise an eyebrow,

but any poet woth his salt would definitely know hoiw.

My mission is to sit back and concentrate,

to flow my words just right,

so you relate,

to draw you in to share in my pain or glory,

pulling you deeper into my allegory,

until the very end.

Few of us become a star,

we are lucky if anyone

remembers who we are.

Till my dying day,

I will put forth my art,

as long as blood keeps puimping through this heart,

in hopes that in a huindred years or so,

my name will live on,

and people will know….

Who I am.

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  • Jswana on Oct 2, 2012

    How beautiful and how determined you are! Thanks for sharing! :) We have not seen you!

  • Paul Kurt on Oct 2, 2012

    O yes they will and some, great work leaves great marks .

  • Martin Kloess on Oct 2, 2012

    Very good thank you.

  • Martin Kloess on Oct 2, 2012

    thank you.

  • smokychristine on Oct 2, 2012

    Nicely rhyming verse.

  • Kai Vicky on Oct 2, 2012

    Great poem. Loved reading it.

  • Trey Allen on Oct 2, 2012

    Another nice poem today

  • lonelyplanet on Oct 3, 2012

    Very deep lines expressed here.

  • elee on Oct 3, 2012

    very nice

  • afaceristonline on Nov 14, 2012

    very interesting post .thanks for share

  • johnmariow on Dec 20, 2012

    Very nicely expressed. Thanks for sharing.

  • LCM Linda on Dec 21, 2012

    Interesting poem and well-said. An enjoyable read.

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