Two lines of my own

I wanna write a poem, but,

not sure, whether it's gonna be a poem.

I always believed it needs to be rhyming, but,

not sure, whether it leads to being rhyming.

I wanted to get it to flow with words of love, but,

not sure, whether it would at-least blow with letters of love?

I am writing a poem for the first time and NOT wanted to be known as one, but,

not sure, the words in disguise would reveal somehow and making sure that to know it to everyone, it's meant to be one.

So, I wanna ask myself that if I am done with my introduction to the world of the poem with 'but' and 'not sure', shall I proceed further for sure?

'Yes', as my answer,

but every second line of my poem going to be a question and answers?

How long am I going to drag this poem?

Definitely, I am lost of words as I am not a book worm, but,

running for words and thinking for words is definitely making me look warm.

WoW, at-last I wrote two lines of my own, but,

have I come to write a poem, all this alone?

All I wrote was two lines of my own, and,

I am afraid to continue further, otherwise, I might end up only with a million words of the noun.