Out of the blue , one day,

I took a paper and pen,

And wrote something,

It turned out to be a Poem sweet,

Few close friends loved it or so they said,

I was overwhelmed .

Penmancy, writing community, was going strong,

Icing on cake, it was online,

I joined with full faith,

After all I was now a poet of reckoning .

And lo! in came first submission, time bound,

With all literary devices, I had never known.

Syllable count and rhyming scheme,

Metaphors and similes, rhyme and meter, and what not.

I tried to create a masterpiece but, Flat on my back I fell.

Writing was not my cup of tea, soon I realized,

Bird flew with my pen, so now I just read what others write.