I started doing poetry for a friends birthday card.

How sometimes a hobby becomes larger than life.

Sometimes it also becomes the most important part of life!

A pencil and a paper and few strokes and words

Mean so much later, when the meet with two worlds.

A book of words then means a story untold

A white cloth that carries so much beauty that you don’t want to unfold.

A small piece of paper becomes a boat to sail in

A small drop of water becomes the ocean to swim in.

I have written books today and maybe I still don’t find them right or worth it

But they do make my day, my heart they lit.

For I didn’t need an inspiration, light or fight

They came up because writing was a delight.

Something so serene that it soothes your heart

That does not need much thought, power or anything else but love, right from the start.


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