Dare to tell others of their capability
Do their hearts receive the required facility
Ask them, hurdles in their way you'll know
Not the slightest clue of their ability

Do you reside in their brain or what
System's present in the frontal lobe but
You're not from the cerebrum are you?
If not, then just keep your mouth shut

They're able but most can't show
It takes time to cook the dough
Lack of Confidence or fear of insult
But people like you just don't grow

It be the others or may it be you
Concentration will lead them through
Quite capable and filled with potential
Grow hatred or love, they'll respect you too

One good deed,

Grant free tokens of knowledge from your shelf
The changes in life, you'll witness yourself

Capable am I and so is everyone!
One who believes, may it be anyone..

c. Teeri

I AM
just a poet.
young
naive
anxious
sensitive
fearful
and beautifully
uneducated.
Yet, eloquent
with words
as art.
Writing is the
red blood
which pumps through
my black heart.
So presumptuous *******,
before you judge me
have mercy
and remember
**"she is only but a ******* poet"