The lantern in my eyes

Ok, I have erased the other poems that all the poets have hated. I apoligize that my soul often roams, to landscapes that are low rated. But about my ugly caverns and fears, I wrote and tried to be honest, Yet so much of it does appear, to be a overdose of being ill modest. And about the bad rhyme and spelling my immediate sorrow I can only offer by telling, that is due to my lack of authentic talent.