You are here.
Are you with me?
Then let go of me.
I’m a verse —
averse to closed relationships.
Go meet new verses.
Read.
You are here.
Are you with me?
Then let go of me.
I’m a verse —
averse to closed relationships.
Go meet new verses.
Read.
This is a question I answered on Quora, and I think it’s worth sharing:
You learn to write proper poetry by consistently writing “bad” poetry, reading “proper” poetry, and discussing it with peers. Along the way, you’ll develop a natural sense for what works and what doesn’t.
Reading is essential to refine your writing, but writing itself is even more important—after all, the goal is to write. For every poem you read, aim to write two or three.
Read more. Write even more.
The gap between the quality of your inspirations and your creations will gradually close.
Balancing self-criticism and self-confidence is crucial: too much self-criticism can undermine your self-confidence, while unchecked confidence can blind you to areas for improvement.
In the beginning, it’s important to write freely, without excessive restrain. You start bold and confident as never, as you are assessing the terrain. Embrace the inevitability of failing, and enjoy the process.
At first, you’ll likely end up with a pile of digital drafts (or a wastebasket full of crumpled papers if you’re oldschool), but over time, you’ll hone both your craft and ability to evaluate your work objectively.
Here’s a metaphor for the balance I mentioned earlier: think of it as a tug of war between self-criticism and self-confidence.
←criticism —.— confidence→
Self-confidence needs to win this tug of war, but by a small margin. My hypothesis is that the best outcomes occur when self-confidence slightly outweighs self-criticism—just enough to allow movement and keep you in sight of areas for improvement. Think of it as one side exerting steady, consistent force.
Test the balance for yourself, and over time, you’ll find what works.
Since I have some time now, I’ve put together this anthology for you all. If you think my effort is worth it and the quality is good, feel free to buy me a coffee, there’s a button at the end too. Feel free to share this post and comment too.
I’ve also added a few extra poems that you might not have seen before.
I’m testing an intricate idea here. This post is a single post with a collection of poems separated by pages (you might see page breaks depending on where you are reading this), with chapters and titles organized by the appropriate headings (no hyperlinks). Call it my postfolio; it’s a post analogous to a book.
Welcome to a journey through language, writing, and the metatextual world of poetry. We’ll explore how language can be both a creative tool and a barrier. From the playful frustration of crumpled drafts to the powerful imagery of ink and blood, these verses challenge traditional forms, blending free verse with deliberate constraints.
The author
What positive emotion do you feel most often?
Inspiration.
How powerful is an emotion when you want others to feel it as deeply as you do?
Write to inspire… to write to inspire.
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Writing poetry is like bowling.
One verse is a strike! some are gutter balls.
Consistency, the key. Take it in stride.
Play for the sake of playing.
On words? Always worth the fun.
Your words can be built differently.
Don’t be fooled by the urge to rhyme.
See? It just landed.
‘Nobody cares*‘, and I write. You know, for the crickets. I am probably going too fast with the frequency of posts here, but I’ll always write when I feel like doing so, as long as I don’t run out of gas soon, or writer’s block hits me hard. Posting is the least of the problems (if it’s a problem at all). Either WordPress says, “fine, you won, now spreading your posts to the grasshopers”, or things remain like they are now. It’s a win-win (because I can’t afford to lose).
I don’t feel like sharing my stuff on social media or the likes, where nobody typically cares for what you write but the image you project, so either people will discover this blog by chance or yay, the crickets will rule this.
Important to note, don’t expect me to write often pieces other than for art’s sake, although there is nothing inherently wrong with writing utilitarian art. Anyone’s entitled to write for social change or the likes, for instance; and I am entitled to focus mainly or solely on aesthetic, the natural world, the language itself, mundane experiences, etc. All while taking advantage of metalanguage, metaphor, imagery (although I can’t, myself, visualize), diacope, etc.
Some are just born with the mojo. I was born with the tenaciousness.
You’re few, but you’re the good ones. Feel free to leave a comment
*I literally mean it ‘in quotes’.

Reading might feel like bull riding these days: eight seconds (at most), and most of us are off. The time it takes to read roughly forty words, a paragraph like this one — that’s our average attention span. It might be less, but hardly any more than that.
A writing might be a Bodacious bull or a meek one (strength under control). Undeniably, though, we have more bulls to ride (writings to read, stimuli competing for our attention). “Er…” Go ahead, say it. “Now that’s some ‘bull shit’ you are talking about.”
How do you plan your writing so the reading is of a comfortable pace (not too fast, not too slow) and are not an overwhelming force (too much information thrown together, too dense language) for the reader? Attention is valuable and scarce in the digital age.
So, enough with this writing. I don’t want to overstay my welcome — not for this particular writing. I might have gone to extremes just to make a point (I might fail, but I put enough thought into my writing). See you next, net cowboy.
I wrote it and went running.
“I wish you couldn’t read my mind like this”
Writing stuff this often isn’t helping


So, you do think about thinking, huh? But then again, that is you merely thinking.
Sorry if that makes you overthink and, as you now think of it, this is just meta overthinking. Relax, do not think about it, er — I mean, think.
You do not always need to create mental subprocesses — you are not as good at multitasking as you have been told. If it makes you feel better, we are in the same boat.
You are dispersing energy; trust me, you will need it later.
Now, excuse me, I have just heard a “Pen down, time is up.” Oh, thank gosh. I am just as tired as a manual laborer — and all I have done is to write all day. You know, to write is to think.