So Many Poets

so many poets

so many poems

all popping up like mushrooms after the lightning and thunder

no one comes to see

no one comes to say the mushrooms are not so white not so good

so many poems

so many poets

the readers are few, the readers are lesser

but what can you do?

what do you expect?

well, i am just writing my diary, and i am the reader who reads it myself

to ease this pain,

to let myself know that with all my unrequited loves, i still dare to write

and exist.

and i don't really care.

so many poets

look at these poems

they all look and sound the same

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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