Do I have any talent in poetry?
Can I write a good series of monometers?
Let’s
See
They’re
****
Are those even monometers?
How the hell should I know?

Maybe I can write a decent enjambment
Let it flow with no punctuation
Let it soar with no interruption whatsoever
Let it flow let it flow let it flow
Ah **** it!  
Flowing is for sissies!
Let’s punctuate this *******!  
Let’s add lots of **** to this!
Maybe, perhaps, supposedly!
All these worthless pathetic lines!

These are the things
That people may love
These are the things
That people may define as talent
This **** I made
They may say
I made from my talent
But to me
It is a massive piece of crap

Let’s add more **** to this!
Let’s add themes!
Love, darkness, hatred, abuse!
I’m sorry I left you baby, please come back!
It feels so black in this cruel horrid world!
*******!  *******!  *****! ****! I hate you!
Hit me again!  Hit me again you ******!

These are the things
That people may love
These are the things
That people may define as talent
This **** I made
They may say
I made from my talent
But to me
It is a massive piece of crap

If that isn’t talent then what is
You may ask
I answer this with a laugh
Poetry takes no talent
You silly fool
It is a simple sharing of heart and soul
Why lower it to a talent
It’s demeaning
It’s sickening
It makes me want to *****
Close your eyes
Let it take you in
Love it
Hate it
Praise it
**** it
Cleanse it
Vulgarize it
Whatever you like

If you ever want to be
A talented poet
Then don’t take my advice
Use structure
Use themes
Make your voice easily heard
But at the same time silent


These words
That people may love
These are the things
That people may define as talent
This **** I made
They may say
I made from my talent
But to me
It is a massive piece of crap
And really doesn't need talent.

Now your talent is nothing but sand.......you may be wondering why am I comparing  sand with talent......like this doesn't make any sense. But let me tell you.....this all makes complete sense. You apply water and your hands on the raw material(sand) that you got to make the best thing out of it. Sand is your talent.......water/hands is your hard-work and the miniature that you make is SUCCESS! Success which is said to be a pretty temporary thing is composed of your hard-work and TALENT! As long as there's HARD-WORK AND TALENT.......SUCCESS CAN NEVER BE TEMPORARY! Okay now enough of philosophy.....let's get back to talent. Everyone's got nose, ears, lips, tongue, hands, legs, BRAIN and everything that a human being requires to carry out the life processes............just like these everyone has this ultimate phenomenon called Talent! People take some Talent Learning courses to make money in their life...........but no one ever told them that NO ONE CAN TEACH YOU TALENT.........NOT EVEN THE FINEST INSTITUTIONS IN THE WORLD CAN DO THAT! IT'S IN-BUILT IN YOU....YOU WERE BORN WITH  IT AND........WILL DIE WITH IT. God has given every single human being something that he/she can use to touch the summit....but how? Yeah.........this is a frequently asked question...How do we know what is our talent? Pretty valid question...now as I told you...No one can teach you talent......you look for it......you ask yourself....WHAT IS THIS THING THAT NO ONE ELSE CAN DO BETTER THAN ME?  WHAT IS THIS THING THAT GIVES ME MORE HAPPINESS THAN ANYTHING ELSE I DO? WHAT IS THIS THING FOR WHICH I CAN LEAVE EVERY OTHER THING JUST TO DO IT FOR A MINUTE OR TWO? And when you have found the answers to these three questions....THEN YOU'RE ALL SET TO MOVE THE MOUNTAINS! People around you are either gonna be the SWEET, DIM LIGHTS OF SUPPORT OR THE IRRESISTIBLE, DARK LIGHTS OF NEGATIVITY.........What you have to do is to switch off the DARK LIGHTS AND KEEP SWITCHED ON THE DIM ONES. But sometimes you'll only have the DARK LIGHTS....SO,.......SWITCH THEM OFF ALL AND ILLUMINATE THE LIGHT OF YOUR TALENT TO KEEP WORKING!

UTKARSH

My only talent is breathing

Your only talent is leaving

Talent as leaving me
breathless

You stole my only talent
now I'm talentless

Yet a talent kept
a talent with pride you possess

You got quite a talent for leaving

I lost balance when you left

I lost talent when you left

I just wish you were leaving my breathe

But I'm a talentless mess
you're leaving with my talent

I just want one last breathe.