I wish I had written
One last poem
Never to write
Another word
Again
This one poem
Would make it
Unequivocally
Clear
That I just want
To be good
And hope people
Would be good
To me too
But there is always
A flaw
In everything I say
There always
Remains a doubt
About what I want
To convey
So I keep on
Writing my stuff
Waiting for that
Never coming day