What do you think this poem is about?   Arrogance of a Poet
Reading, reading, reading aloud, Out to an audience or a large
crowd,  A lovely poem, simple like this, Rhyming couplets, O
what a bliss,  Next a succulent simile, Like this, like that or
just like me.  Alliteration, simile all in one, The Sun looked
down, thinking well done!  Woah, personification, the touch of
skill But ofcourse, I can still  Go further and further with
these thoughts, Enjambment used, eat my shorts!  My skill
unmatched, the audience applaud, Score,10/10, definitely
assured.  But still this skill was not enough, They believed my
poem was still a rough  Copy or a draft, not the final one, A
poem to impress, that could have won.  And so I wander back,
like a whale To feed my young poems a treacherous tale,  To
which they will, rebel and fight For why did that poem not set
alight  The crowd with all its great talent, But I will not,
never, relent  In making you poems walk into fame, And there
goes my poetic technique again...  Submit