In envy, greed, and loneliness, <br />We post our poems to be read <br />We all want love and attention, <br />But we're just creating a mess <br /> <br />Why do you write such garbage <br />To celebrate the novice ideas <br />That you freely express? <br />Your poems are worthless as a whole <br />One among a thousand <br />Are a treasure to behold <br />But heaped in Junk we don't want <br />How could they be sold? <br /> <br />I write to offer a world of imagination <br />Come be immersed, and in it you will be free <br />Yes you, the fool with potential, but incomplete <br />The cluttered disillusionment that you came to be <br />I am young, arrogant, with something to be told <br />I don't care if you're experienced, sometimes that's just old <br /> <br />You choose not to learn, write uninspiring words <br />Complicating your vocabulary and your verse <br />I don't see how it could really get any worse <br />Have you looked around, do you see the others? <br />They are posting things much, much better <br />Not because what you're writing isn't worth it <br />It's just incomplete, without emotion, ideas, or needs <br />I love simplicity, but with insight, not in the mind <br />I love complex well oiled machines, but not inefficiency <br />Please, when you find the time <br />Could you give me something good to read?<br /><br />Brandon Owens<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/something-to-read/