A poem written in heroic couplet
then I own it, and I can do no worse.
If the world disdains me, not saying why;
then I can stand it, though I want to die.
Alone for good, now and for evermore,
as souls come, to never enter my door.
Unpardoned, my sins keep me from the light;
without grace, I live bereft of God's sight.
(Too bad if some don't recognize my genius:
but know, great poets believe in their greatness)
The burden of brilliance makes me stronger;
so damn this world if I'm cursed any longer!
Poetry by Ngoc Nguyen
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Written on 2022-02-25 at 00:14
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Not So Timid Rhymes by an Ostensibly Pompous Poet
If the sin of pride is my condign curse;then I own it, and I can do no worse.
If the world disdains me, not saying why;
then I can stand it, though I want to die.
Alone for good, now and for evermore,
as souls come, to never enter my door.
Unpardoned, my sins keep me from the light;
without grace, I live bereft of God's sight.
(Too bad if some don't recognize my genius:
but know, great poets believe in their greatness)
The burden of brilliance makes me stronger;
so damn this world if I'm cursed any longer!
Poetry by Ngoc Nguyen
Read 92 times
Written on 2022-02-25 at 00:14
Tags Genius Brilliance Greatness
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