Talent
How do we react and over come crisis?
Is there any document or written thesis?
It is purely positive thinking and talent
One has to seize opportune time, act or relent
It is God gift and purely mind’s production
Ideas shape in formation with induction
Its presentation is rare with application
Can’t be countered with dubious means or duplication
Everyone is taken by surprise or mesmerized
Its skillful execution is never organized
It is instant and comes as pure response
Rich layout of words in correspondence
Neither one can claim or inherit from parent
Nor it can be exhibited in any one particular event
It has its own merit and offer splendid show
Clear cut advantage as seen with river’s flow
It has its ups and down with tidal waves
He is till his own master and not acts as slaves
Course will be steered and reached to destination
Failure is ruled out totally and out of question
Talent, if executed properly, can lead to glory
Big fame and name may be circulated as story
You have your reputation in all sphere of walk
Every word is precious and not considered as talk
Many may be benefited by masterly skill
It may be augmented by powerful will
World may be eluded for want of chance
Powerful bid may help but not simple glance
Luck may prove as detrimental force
Talent only can’t play part or enforce
It may need powerful drive with determination
No need to prove worth even in examination
It has got its own testing ground
In every walk of life it is not found
So many may not succeed in first round
Its essence is felt and must be so sound
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Never cry for failure
Why at all I should dream for unreal things?
When there is no such possibility for something
I am here in form of human being and that is only fact
Who may feel for me and guide to the noble act?
“No one may” be the ultimate answer to the question
It has found several times the burning desire with mention
The relation is built till the attainment of some real worth
It was not at all considered and was coming forth
The world is nor for wicked and weak
Your struggle and work in volumes must speak
The world may take note only when it is sang all over
You will need then no help or any cover
The world can be bent to your choice
As you are now powerful with your voice
Your word is having some weight and means
Everybody is realizing your worth and somehow leans
You have never cried for failure
It had made your life miserable and very unsure
Still you kept on struggling with full determination
You have every reason to smile at the result of examination
It is not the wealth that you inherit from parent
Your talent and usefulness may look apparent
When you resume to work or come to the public notice
They will towards you with hope and full of promises
You can call it a day of resurrection
Not of repentance but reward for actions
World has taken a note of your contribution
As man you have stood alone for real distribution
All great visionaries were ordinary individual
They took it as challenge and treated as casual
Nothing seemed to them torturous or unusual
They kept simple life as means and ideals
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hidden Talent
Written by gerry beckley, 1998
Found on human nature.
Just like a person from another world
My eyes can see inside you, little girl
I see things that you dont want to see
I see things youre trying to hide from me
Im just trying to make you understand
All the ways you can affect this man
From the moment that you came in touch
With the power there to burn so much
Youve got hidden talent (yeah)
I bet youre gonna find some hidden talent, oh
You know your past is whats been bugging you
If youre ready girl ... do what you gotta do
Look for your life between the lines
Bad directions and poor designs
Youve got hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
I bet youre gonna find some hidden talent, oh
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
Check it out you ... got it, hidden talent, oh
With the advantage of perspective i
See theres more to you than meets the eye
But now the time must come to spread your wings and fly
Yeah (hidden talent) yeah
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
I bet youre gonna find some hidden talent, oh
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
Check it out ... you got it, hidden talent, oh
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
Affair without warning
Hidden talent, mmm (mmm)
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
I bet youre gonna find some hidden talent, oh
(fade)
song performed by by America
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A way to enter
“Welcome to our new world of family”
Words sounded me very good and not silly
It created deep impact on mind
I though of gesture to be so nice and kind
New entrants will find it very difficult
New environment with different cult
Readers, friends, pattern also new
May be new approach was definitely due
How to speak and catch about one’s mind?
People may not take it lightly and turn eyes blind
It may be possible they may not accept and rescind
Still it has to be honest attempt and way to find
I cut joke and call self as Jadia or fat
May not go in ground to play cricket with bat
At the most they may cut joke and hate
I have no reason to feel amused and state
I have always felt that jokes are good medicines
As disease disappear after taking vaccines
So jokes and loud laugh make blood to rush in vanes
Fresh air and wind make trees to bend in by lanes
Does the honesty pay in the long run?
Can anything be extracted at the point of gun?
What role does the comment and feed back play?
Beautiful ideas to float and make it relay
I may love to be part of large community
It will have its impact and continuity
New concept, ideas may find the real place
Right place and recognition without any race
One has to work very hard with dedication
Sincere efforts are seen as good indication
What is use of trying with no simplification?
Success may be ruled out and seen as out of question
Everything has its own time to offer the result
You shouldn’t blame anybody for simple fault
Luck or fate may play their own part
You may come out of it and look smart
Some people may make good use of talent
They may put all out efforts but not relent
“Come what may” may prove to be their ideal
Situation may prove to be difficult but may not prove real
One should be very careful at entry point
He should prove worth when initially join
It is said whose beginning is good then end too will be good
The ground must be covered and firmly stood
It is worth to stand in isolation than to loose
It has to be wise decision when you choose
It will have large impact for long time to come
Difficulties may arise but has to over come
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Surprise attack
The enemy can be easily way laid in night
When they are relaxing after the fierce fight?
They won’t have slight inkling about surprise move
They may not have slight chance for superiority to prove
The olden battles waged by kings provide sufficient skill
How the war can be won and force the enemy to flee or killed?
How best the weaknesses can be exploited to full advantage?
And the best and powerful armies of the world can be managed
The ground is surveyed before the start of war
The enemy supply lines are too probed very far
The cut of supply route can bring any army to knee
They may loose the clear advantage of fighting free
The rulers never wanted any competion
They were guided by the superstitions
No one should challenge their authority
They must have complete superiority
The kings were sole authority in the field
They had lots of influence and enormous power to yield
They were benevolent and provided good shield
They had high standing in public eye and respect too held
The war norms were observed and not violated
At down it was bringing all the hostilities to an end
The armies would retire to tents and prepare for next day
Still the foul games were never ruled out in any way
I have vivid remembrance of one such incident
The army was annihilated and defeat was evident
The retired generals thought to make surprise attack
They had nothing to loose but everything at stake
As they entered retiring tents in barracks
They found it opportune for surprise attack
They moved at ease and killed many generals
The little carelessness proved fatal for veterans
It is known reaction with the advent of next sun rise
The whole filed will be witnessed by sudden demise
Lot many able generals might have lost their life
It was not moral war but worn torn strife
The time has changed but not the tactics
The time and against it has been proved by statistics
The powerful armies are routed by small army
The theories and proofs are provided by many
Who ever strikes first can with the half war?
Enemy may not be able to go and cut very far
It will be seen as their graveyard or coffin
They have to flee the ground instead witnessing the win
* The surprise attack is powerful weapon in any war”
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sonnet- Talents
Talent is something that none can erase;
It is always a God-given rich gift;
If you can nurture and become an ace,
None can prevent God's impending huge lift.
Talent is something that's hidden in you;
Within you search and 'twill come out quite true;
God rewards this way for righteousness too,
Never to many but to people few.
Talent is something all must bring it out,
To show the world that God is pleased with us;
It is God's blessing, without any doubt;
Then labour and nurture without great fuss.
Talent if nurtured, gives us happiness;
'Tis not something to keep in much harness.
poem by John Celes
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Why A Genius Is So Rare?
Why a genius is so rare?
Because it’s needed time and luck for that person to find his true talent
It is needed chance and hard work to explore his hidden talent
It is needed good and understanding to accept his unique talent
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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An element of surprise
There is element of surprise
Even it is in sudden demise
Why does the sun always rise?
It can stay at home otherwise
So many things do happen or take place
They may prove disastrous even if you are not in race
You will have to deal it as fresh case
Not to loose the hope in any case
Is it not wonderful to be in this world?
All memories to be preserved and kept in fold
Why to worry about changing seasons?
It is varying from person to, person'
World may not end with our thinking
Thoughts may not stop with your sinking
You may drawn in sea or jump from sky
It will never end the question why
Try to be reasonable with simple fact
There is no use to offer resistance or to react
It may be your fate and must be accepted
Lines must be drawn choice must be opted
Future destiny makes you strong or weak
You should face the challenge and guidance to seek
You must stand alone in the lonely island
Must make it hospitable with many more friends
It may not bally your expectations
You may emerge powerful without any citation
It is your destiny and you must give shape
You should remain vigilant and never be trapped
Everything has its own time and future
It may rise and end with specific tenure
What are we thinking about future trend?
Try to adjust and make some mends
Have you ever ventured in hot sun?
Have you ever tried for shelter and run?
If not, then leave it for future option
Answer should not found before arrival of question
We get perturbed over slight setback
We don’t address it but make role back
Why do we think it as permanent tragedy?
Can we not laugh it out and make it as comedy?
Nothing comes out of despair or hope
Sometimes you may have to walk on tight rope
God has given us strength to change the direction
Go with firm determination and resolute action
Time may come when you will not look back
People will follow you for guidance and ask
It will be your finest hour to rejoice
You may be able to utter with strong voice
Wait for the day and time till it knocks your door
You must simply acknowledge and don’t try for
It has to come one day and make you smile
You may face the positive world when walk for while
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Man On Wire! !
Man on wire! !
An act like magic,
With explosive fantasies;
To set the records with his talent.
Of your talent,
Of my talent,
With ideas,
With your life,
With my life,
To the people,
And, to reach to the clouds! !
To reach to the top,
To expose your talent,
Wire, tire, lire, quire, ire, mire;
But, love can help you know your name.
Man on wire! !
To the clouds,
To the stars!
To stage a walk,
But, take my life and take me for what i am.
Zaire, shire, hire, dire, fire!
Moral, loyal, royal, oral, coral, floral, rural;
Man on wire! !
All in the name of his talent for us to see.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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An interest for nature
I have profound interest for nature
The whole world can see a lot more and future
I was damn curious about its impact for sure
More and more peope can be taken or be lured
Who can claim are is dead and can’t be revived?
The nature can be protected and survived
The art form of presentation thorugh words
A clear road ahead for looking forward
The beautiful seasons with lot of messages
The plants and trees laden with fruits for all ages
It is sourceof new aspiration for poets to compose
It is question faith and duty to repose
The natue may catch our imagination
Provide all impetus for words expression
Is it not time to come out of stem root?
Easy and free walk on lawn with bare foot
Everything is natural and unique
You can’t make stories or cook
It is felt and realized internally
The fact is recognized internationally
We may term it as pure imagery
It is heart and soul or mixture of both to poetry
It is clerence and nod for our entry
It is realization of feeling and not mystery
Let it not be made laughable academical
Nothing should be added to make it comical
It is purest form of prayers through words
All sincerity and truthfulness to dear lords
The words are more powerful than sharp edge
It has no language barrier or any age
It can come out at any time and at any place
It is purely a coincidence and not simple race
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Powerful Thing
(written by al anderson and sharon vaughn)
Ive never seen two people in my life
More determined to ignore the obvious
We better stop thinking
Let our hearts start doing the talking
Youd have to be stone deaf dumb and blind
Not to see whats going on with us
So lets jump in
And get over our fear of fallin
cause what we got here
Is a powerful thing
Its a powerful thing
More than three words
And a diamond ring
It can open up the heavens
Make the angels sing
Our love, baby, is a powerful thing
We started out strangers on a two-way street
Neither one of us lookin to fall in love
But we dont need us a map
To know were headed in that direction
Well, its out of our hands
And over our heads
Its something thats bigger than both of us
Turnin back nows completely out of the question
cause what we got here
Is a powerful thing
Its a powerful thing
More than three words
And a diamond ring
It can open up the heavens
Make the angels sing
Our love, baby, is a powerful thing
Stronger than the force of a driving wind
Hotter than a forest fire
There never has been and there never will be
Nothing like the power of you and me, yeah
Its a powerful thing
Its a powerful thing
More than three words
And a diamond ring
It can open up the heavens
Make the angels sing
Our love, baby, is a powerful thing
Its a powerful thing
Its a powerful thing
More than three words
And a diamond ring
It can open up the heavens
Make the angels sing
Our love, baby, is a powerful thing
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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Change in order
I at once thought world should change its order
It should look one on map without any border
Freedom movement without any restrictions
Free flow of human traffic without any frictions
It may spread message of love and peace
This is golden opportunity we should not miss
It must strike to all that it is necessity and must
We should take lead start at once and be the first
Well these are simple thoughts and may not look real
From the face of it they may look worthy and ideal
How much can we do remove the plight or ordeal?
Can we not act as honest broker and strike a deal?
It may not find favor with many across the world
The response may be lukewarm or very cold
It is possible that they may not try to come in fold
It needs chance to realize with initiatives very bold
I am not here to advocate any principle or ideology
It is not simple out cry, alarm, propaganda or bogey
When world is driven by powerful lobby and money?
They need power blocks, powerful alliances and company
It can be ruled out at the outset or from the beginning
It may not even have good start or find good opening
Age old rivalries have taken a deep root with distrust
It is formidable ask to come out with mutual trust
It may disappear with passage of time and find solution
It doesn’t require and great change with bloody revolution
It also doesn’t require power dissipation or devolution
It needs preparedness or acceptance in mind with formulation
I am not sure of its reasonability or correctness
It may look good piece of writing with neatness
Still it seems that it should given fair chance or trial
No one from heart may disagree or offer denial
Everybody wants to live in peace with harmony
They may be living uncomfortably at odds with so many
It is desire from their heart that they should come in terms
To do away with all misconceptions which prove as germs?
You may not be great visionary and being your own drums
You may look idealist with blend of thoughts and good dreams
It may prove as driving force to come round with favor
Fragrance of love and peace may find place with flavor
I shall consider my self deem fit to be called a true son
If I can perform well with time and act as good person
It I change every time for needs without any strong reason
Nature too may feel shame if they shower or show up without season
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Confessions of the Soul part 1
They say inspiration comes from passion. Skill by hard work. Constantly beating on your craft and constant effort. Talent stems from longing. The wish to belong in the greatest of your surroundings.
What we see. What we wish to be.
What we want other to do and how they perceive me.
Talent equals fun. Once the talent is combined with the skill and the inspiration it creates enlinement with what you wish to become. Pursue fun and find your talent. Do it often and search new content.
Then, you are contend.
They who lack talent expect things to happen without effort. They ascribe failure to a lack of inspiration or ability, or to misfortune, rather than to insufficient application. At the core of every true talent there is an awareness of the difficulties inherent in any achievement, and the confidence that by persistence and patience something worthwhile will be realized. Thus talent is a species of vigor.
quote by Eric Hoffer
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Hill top
On green grass near hill top sat one poet
Seized with serious thought but very quiet
He was lean and thin but on simple diet
He mastered an art in composing the duet
He had masterly skill but not looking smart
Thoughts were slowly entering part by part
It was not age of cars but small wheeled cart
This was only refuge where he had very good start
He wondered at God’s beautiful creation
Was it not serving right place for recreation?
Who has time for observation and thinking?
Hated and killing with moral slowly sinking
Will my simple creation serve the purpose?
If not serving well then what should I suppose?
Should I leave it to fate and continue?
Offer something concrete with ideas new
No one took notice of his presence
His presence on ground was not of any essence
This provided him peaceful and congenial atmosphere
Long vision, right decision with new sphere
He had hardly any means to go on
Paucity of funds and nothing of his own
Poor parent forcing to forgo and ready to disown
He determined to continue to achieve literary crown
Luck would have its way and he joined the college
Intelligent students welcomed him and joined as colleague
Literature was his ambition and brotherhood as an aim
So much to offer and nothing to claim
“No sir, this is not what poet thought in mind”
Professor turned back with gesture unkind
How can you say this is not exactly the meaning?
“I am the same poet who composed and had simple leaning”
This was shot in arm for newcomer and student
He had many ups and down in the freedom movement
Consolidated gain with slow and steady pace
Created position keeping others enough space
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Eulogy For Michael Jackson
All of the glory, all of the fame
everybody knew his name.
But they did not know what made him tick.
And they did not know how it made him sick.
Inside the body that housed his soul
were shades of darkness that accompanied his role.
The vibrancy and talent of all he could do
was a gift that only comes to a few.
But the gift must be nourished and never abused
or it turns into a curse that becomes misused
by all of the parasitic leeches who prey
on a talent like Michael's every single day.
And in the final words that are said
He, my friends was already dead.
Dead in his spirit, dead in his mind
only alive in those who could find
the rarity of talent that captured their heart,
the oneness with God that flowed through his art.
What they will remember is what they did see.
What they'll forget is 'Who was he? '
A tortured soul
who's now at rest.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Storyteller's Word
In a decent book, I can lose myself,
For, at least, a good couple of hours.
A well told story, for young or old,
My mind will quite hungrily devour.
I’ve always loved a real page turner:
A story, which, is totally compelling.
Sometimes, there’s a story, true or invented,
Which, simply, deserves, and needs telling.
Sometimes, a person in a book,
To me, can feel like a true friend;
You share their life and adventures,
And feel rather sad, when it all ends.
A story can stir up a mixture of emotions:
I’ve cried tears, and gasped with surprise.
I’ve found myself completely captivated,
As a story unfolds before my very eyes.
A good story, has the ability to transport you,
To different places, and to different times.
You just never know where you may end up,
When you sit and read those immortal lines.
Stories should never be kept locked away:
With others, they should be readily shared.
There is no other past-time, known to man,
With which, reading a book, can quite compare.
Whether a story is based on a person’s life,
Or whether, it has been quite purely invented,
A story can make such an impact upon you,
That, forever, in your memory, it is cemented.
I’ve always adored a really well written story,
Regardless of, by whom, or when, it was written.
Snuggled up, with a book held in your hands,
It is so easy, to become completely smitten.
A story can make you lose all track of time,
When, in a book, you are totally immersed.
I love reading a story, and really drinking it in;
For reading books, I’ve developed a real thirst.
There are many stories, the world over,
Which, are still waiting to be heard.
Nothing on earth, is quite so powerful,
As the power of the storyteller’s word.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Freedom is a Powerful Word
freedom is a powerful word
filled with glori and brightened eyes
freedom is a powerful word
where no black child is left behind
the despair of no hesitation
the depair of no education
freedom is a powerful word
freedom is a powerful word
where everyone gets a chance to be one
freedom is a powerful word
where a black man can raise his son
we got freedom
but we dont respect it
black boys droppin out of school
black girls gettin pregnant at early ages
these people fought for our rights
but all we do is abuse it
like i said freedom is a powerful word
are you sure we are free
why are we killing our own race
we are gettin involved in the wrong stuff
like gangs and selling drugs
smokin weed and makin d's
it aint right
freedom is a powerful word
if it is so powerful
dont abuse it
poem by Tatianna Biggs
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A direct poser
Have we ever posed a poser?
Why at the end I am looser?
Why I look crook and miser?
Why have I not grown with years to look wiser?
A pertinent question is puzzling the mind
No satisfactory solution is insight to find
I have loved all and tried to be very kind
They always occupy space in my mind
Subconsciously we sometimes react angrily
We spoil the life which we were leading happily
It may create heavy spark and set everything on fire
People may not take you lightly or admire
We are here to live in peace with harmony
Material gain should be there including money
Our all efforts should look generous and not funny
You may stand isolated and not favored by many
You must feel proud of your being in this world
You actions must speak louder than the words
It may not paid back to you in terms of return
It will definitely come to your rescue help in turn
Do tide and heavy winds warn you of disaster?
Can you act as sole arbitrator and single master?
You will have to move very fast with speed
You have no special religion, cult or creed
It is quite amusing and exploring field
It may give away the way and yield
Who can be held responsible for any lapses?
It is He who helps, alters and reshapes
What are we to do and act in real test?
Is it to thrive very hard and try for best?
You should not relent in your move or rest
It should not only be the simple desire but powerful quest
Leave everything to the hands of unknown fate
It may come soon but not very late
There is particular time and date
There is no particular reason to state
Do nothing which your mind and heart forbids
Never go in unwillingly and make unnecessary bid
You may have all the chances to loose the lead
Its consequences may be far reaching and can’t be read
There is every chance to fill the vacuum
It may be loss or gain but can’t be added as sum
It is feeling from within with all the satisfaction
It is then considered as powerful indication
Good work may never bite your conscience
Its impact will be felt in everybody’s presence
It is really a peace to mind in true essence
That is why it is advocated and to be followed hence
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Book to be read
How to read a book page when book it self is denied?
Book can remain mystery till last until it is supplied
Very friend of mine and great poetess thinks of seclusion
It is her and only her and absolutely no provision for any inclusion
How person can shy away from reality of life and basic facts?
You can’t be truly yourself until you come forward and act
It has got no relevancy in fact if you kill your self with conscience
You got to open up to face the people with modern science
“I am open to friendship but not to worldly talks of any pleasure”
“I am shy of everything and not in position to reassure”
This revelation stunned me for the absence of any real reason
Poet/poetess has to be versatile and accessible in any season
I detested her seclusion as if I was after oasis water
What steps or method should I employ for her opinions alter?
She was not t unreasonable but suffering from her own prison
Secluded voluntarily for no good reason and imprisoned
We have holy task of giving frank opinion through mighty pen
It may only be fruitful when people come round and offer then
Their unstinted love for the worthy creations and comment
Life may have its own rainbow and we have no reason to lament
Many readers come with the beautiful comment to label me as vampire
They term me as modern vampire and I enjoy it as gift of empire
What others say may not necessarily means an insult or derogation
It must be taken as not utter surprise but in form of congratulation
I had urge to read complete book pages from a renowned poetess
She was complete genius with full of talent and not stage actress
What needed was complete exposure in public to be judged?
I had no way to approach her for the fear of being misjudged
She realized the point behind and assured to shed the oblivion
I was really assured of very good player returning from pavilion
I don’t what may be worth point in recalling her real, presence
It was great loss to the poetry world for the talent and absence
I feel totally thrilled to find out friend in the promise of “may be”
They were the reassuring words of what actually would have been or should be
It was promise to come back to the poetic world with good skill
I considered it as emergence of powerful entry or strong will
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Talent
Have you ever felt like you can't do anything?
Or maybe, more, you can't do anything well?
LIke everything you do is just to par,
No steep above anyone,
And always a step behind the next.
Pen against paper,
Just turns words and thoughts into something expected,
Paint against canvas,
Just turns colors into an elementary picture.
Setting to work with expectations, only to have them broken.
Or maybe even you do something well,
Or are told that you do,
And all of a sudden it, too, becomes par.
A mundane activity that changes no minds, nor lives,
Neither impresses, nor leaves impressions.
This is how I feel,
Torn apart by everything I do,
And the nothing I do well.
Left in a world of talent,
Only to realize I have none if my own.
If one were to ask me,
'what is your talent? '
I would think for a moment,
Then, I would reply,
'My talent is non talent'
I recognize talent in others,
I recognize their deserve of praise,
And it makes me happy,
But then I remember,
I have nothing to show them.
I long for something to show the world,
To open peoples' minds to beauty and art,
Yet, slowly, everyday I begin to see;
I will never be the entertainer,
Just, merely, the entertained.
By: Bethany Maxwell
©2012
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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