stopped writing poetry

I've stopped writing poetry or rhythmically and I wonder why. I think I find I found that it just wasn't my style. I mean, I imagine artistic dreams, but practically, it seems lacking. I never see a metaphor or analogy, I guess I'm still figuring out me. I like a good rhyme sound, the way it flows in my mind, at times, it feels quite divine. As a reader, though, I never see the shine that arrived in mind as I typed tapped my way to the end. It seems a sign that I may not be creative enough to have value I write, as I may not be inclined to love and carry each line. To identify each rhyme and twist the words with a dash of lime. Sugar dreams occupy me when I hear the great songs sung in poetry. My adjectives hollow me and my lack of intention frustrates me. It makes me scoff at the shallow seams that seem unskillfully woven into each word. But it feels good, I can't lie. As long as I am not beholden to any rules or laws that say I must abide. I write freely, it pleases these soulful yearnings for meaning. Just don't read it back, let it be. Maybe I could make something quite creative if I took the time to take a look at a few books of poetry. It seems I'm not motivated enough. It still feels good enough.