Bon Voyage

A kid I was when I held my pen 

To jot down my feelings

To scribble my heart into my journal

And then it started....

Sometimes, it carved my joy

And my tears the other time,

I scribed my unspoken heart

Many times, when I lacked a voice.

At an instance, when I crumbled to failure

It helped me gather myself

Sometimes being my intonation 

Erstwhile, gifting me euphoria.

And then it established me

With my unique identity-"POET".

To account for; 

This expedition created a new me

Filled with a sense of adventure...

To explore more...

To explore myself...