Me and my poems

I was never a poet
But why some part of heart wanted to give it a shot ?
Through my poems , I was able to Express myself
I was completely surprised how it helped
Writing (poems)was never in my blood
But every passing day it became a part of me
I was trying to find beauty,inspiration and meaning even in mud
Can't underestimate the power of will and faith
Because even with power of will a bud can turn not only into a beautiful flower but also a tasty fruit

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