Journey Of Words

The chance to express my thoughts, 

Not bothered about what fame it bought;

My words had something new, 

To understand it there were only few;

Till now I had not done anything laudable, 

The noise of my dexterity was still not audible;

My journey may be diaphanous, 

But it started becoming vexterous;

Here's my life with something new, 

Giving all the bad memories adieu;

From here appeared a cynosure, 

The time had finally arrived for an applause.