Not Much A Poet

I'm not a good writer,

Not one little bit.

My words don't rhyme,

My lines aren't chime.

I’m a bipolar,

And a cock-a-hoop too.

Sometimes, I talk a lot--

literally, profane and sarcastically.

Sometimes, I keep my mouth shut,

Bring out a paper and a pen.

Draw and write,

Whatever it may be.

I'm not a good writer,

But I have a colorful life--

colors of bliss,

of love,

of pain,

of suffering,

of blatant situations,

of blasphemy.

That's all that matters,

And that I want to share with you.

I know,

I'm not much a poet,

But life, forces me to write.

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