I wonder if poetry still have the same value it used to have before. Gone seem to be the days when a collection of poems published in newspapers or a book attract market attention. I have two volumes of my poems i've compiled for the past ten years but i revel more in the pleasure of reading it myself than risk the rigours of publication for an (unconscious) public. Please advise me.

Cuddle me close to thy comfy cares;
Where pain disolve as the moon stares;
Usher me in, harbor me deep;
Into the mansion of a silent sleep.[color=#000099][/color]