Constant Craving

Anyone who knows me, knows how much I love to write.
tell sad stories, tell bad jokes, writing late at night,
I have this constant craving, to talk to all my friends,
saying things I want to say, so deep, sometimes I get the bends

sometimes my words are good, sometimes my thoughts are bad,
I mean to entertain the world, make everybody glad,
that they took this winding path, to read my words of rhyme,
not feel disappointed, that they waisted all their time  

If I can make just someone happy, make them curl a lip,
make them not feel so guilty, that they ate those chips n dip,
inspire some young new poet, to reach out to my space,
throw out words that bring me joy, yes throw them in my face

I have other poet friends, who inspire me to keep trying,
if I said I do not care, you know that I'd be lying,
heterodynemind comes to mind, the words are so amazing,
I read the poems from her pen, once again I have constant craving

Gomer LePoet...