The Writers' Circle

I am the jealous type. I hate the rain it's more powerful than I. One thing I don't lack is imagination that's what makes life interesting, knowing that in the world of pleasures 'Illusion' ranks highs hence why I am a poet. Tell me, do I write what I know will please my audience or what I truly feel? Aha, perhaps the truth, perhaps what pleases my audience or maybe possibly a combination. Or perhaps just perhaps you'll never really know.
A famous man once said or a part of it, 'The secret of success is in turning that diary into the best story you possibly can', but what if I am afraid of success? What shall I do, when I realise that I don't cherish the joys that it brings. As I will have everything, and if I have everything, where is there place for melancholy, which is a prime incentive to my poetry? What shall I do then? When I slowly become forgotten? It seems I don't hate the rain after all.