BLOWING MY OWN TRUMPET

Repository of
Knowledge
I was
Was latent & unused
Couldn't acknowledge

For four decades
Thought I was wasted
Never admitted it
Though my immediate family
Said it

Did not have the confidence
Did not believe in myself
And inner talents

The cloud removed
Started writing Poetry
Two or three daily

Pleasantly shocked
Inner talent revealed
By the advent of poetry

Surprised my family
Even myself
Quickened my quest
Said to myself
All is not lost
Have a new adventure

New venture
Project involving
Deep contempation
Culminating in Verbal
Gymnastics

Popularly known as poetry
Verbalises my oratory
Ideas come
Not trickling down
Like April showers
But come rushing down
Like torrential rains

Am now content
For being
My normal self
Pleased with myself

Rediscovering my
Inner being
Ready to use and reuse
My hidden skills and talents

In my new quest writing
How do I know I have talents?
Would not have attempted
To be a poet

Might be blowing my own trumpet
But I have my poems
To prove me right

My confidence has soared
In leaps and bounds
Am not being arrogant
But simply narrating
And Sharing my account