the moods and needs of a poet

A poet is quite an ordinary human beingWhatever he writes may not be a great sayingYou may read it for the time beingAnd even question the timing but enjoy its rhyming
A poet has many ups and downsSometimes she unnecessarily frownsHer creations are not always the greatest crownsThere may be some laughing clowns
In the poetic garden, all are not beautiful rosesThere may be some ugly wild flowersSome flowers may not have any seedsJust like some poems have no reads
But the poet’s greatest duty is continually to writeIt may be utterly wrong or absolutely rightLike a soaring rocket it may reach the greatest heightOr it may fall flat like a broken kite