The creativity stuffed inside of you never came
You seemed happy but you enclosed tons of pain
The fingers gleamed with words but remained covered
The emotions and stories were locked forever.
Slowly the pen stood straight quavering often
Not knowing the exact words to start at first
But the ink started to flow itself without any trouble
Because the stuffed stuffs inside started to wobble.
Gliding through the snow and burning on fire
You rose up and glowed like a beautiful flower
I never knew you had those words inside of you
But you lifted yourself up and those around you.
You started weak but got stronger with every word
The story in the pages shone and stirred my hearts
The twists and turns carved a path inside of me
And it raised the immense desire to live free.
You fought for your dreams, you fought for what’s yours
The world roared out of the pages you wrote
You found the beauty in life by weaving the words
And crafted your own luck through the doors you chose.
Once dormant but now you howl with passion
The love for the dream soars amidst all the distractions
Never let the creativity rest, never let it be mocked
For you can be the great writer this century has spawn.
Acting like a writer
Shreedhar is a high school graduate from St Xavier’s College, Maitighar.
