Afterall I'm a writer...

39 poems ago I didn't knew I was gonna fall in love with these words,

Cuz I never considered poetry as a part of myself.

It felt so foreign,

So like a rocket science.

But then I met him,

Or should I say I fell for him.

He became the muse for all my love poems,

And for my sad ones?

I had enough trauma to fix them.

Be it that one mistake I made,

Or be it being a daughter

in an Indian family.

Be it the kindness people showered on me,

Or the kindness I returned.

Now I don't have to force words,

It's almost like I had to express myself through words,

After all I'm a writer,

Aren't I ?

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-Amiii👻