Words are multifaceted
Cathartic at their crux
Oozing out of the grey matter
Trickling down onto a piece of paper
They bring out my emotions, which knew no hindrance when I was a child
They are the musings of a gypsy mind
A mind that would let all phenomenon sync
But would remain silent otherwise
Contemplating, philosophizing, penning down my views against the unfair ways of the world
But also showing gratitude to the Almighty
For giving me a chance to live on this beautiful Earth
I want to live, not just survive
So, poetry becomes my best friend,
Inculcating in me the zeal, the vigor
Poetry never leaves me alone
For it walks like my shadow
Protecting me like someone
Who prophesies to love me
For it’s a lifelong romance!
Staffy Bhateja