I lost my poem, my self-poem

By studying and reading others’ poem

Other, however, does not read my poem

If they do, they silently and quickly read my poem

They are so cruel to me, I so kind to them

Why is so ? Am I mad for them ?

Lost my marbles ? Dreaming unstable like bubbles ?

Yes, I have read their poem

And, I have lost my poem

What a shame to me ! I lost my poem

My poem loved me a lot, It helped me a lot

It taught me a lot, I forgot Just a lot

I have not taught them a lot, Sorry my poem

My poem, Sorry, sorry a lot

They deceived me, but you received me .