What Am I?
I am story,
Unwritten,
Unpredictable,
And taking unexpected twists and turns in copious directions.
I can be anything––ambiguous, dark, enigmatic, complex or blithe, loving, gregarious and
simple.
I stand alone, yet I am strong.
I am multifaceted,
I exhibit many different colors.
I am beauty, in essence, whether concealed or revealed.
Its pages unfold my feelings, my thoughts, my life.
The words spell out my destiny.
I am poetry and song,
Ever-changing and elusively emotional.
The quill is my passion, my flare, my skills, my weapon with which I wield to write my story in
undaunted, unrestricted, unique perfection,
Like a masterful artist painting a painting though she may have to start over multiple times to
correct her mistakes.
My life is a candle, slowly but surely burning, yet flickering in the wind.
It lights the way to my story,
It is a guide from within.
I am a writer, unique from any other, but fall prey to writer’s block;
I can get into predicaments and rough spots along the way.
I am what I am,
Unlike any other.
Copyright © Karishma Kumar | Year Posted 2009
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