I am not a Poet

I am not a poet, yet I trek on the poetic trail.

The motive is precise.  The expression is relaxed.

Mind me for my errors, I beg pardon in advance.

I am not a poet, yet strive to sing the carols of my thoughts.

I hope they touch you.

I hope they express the inexpressive,

I hope you hear them say all that is not said yet.


"I am not a Poet" is a series of thoughts that reflects the social and internal idiosyncrasies which each one of us goes through. It is not a pedantic read or a lover's parody but reflections on the real life from the eyes of the author-an awakened dreamer, who doesn’t want to leave her dreamland yet wants to stay close to reality. She depicts the aberrations of the customary life through her art and unfolds the thought that went behind it. She touches upon multi-varied dichotomies in life, that starts with tracing a woman’s journey, then dwelling into explaining the internal and external conflicts of an individual’s convictions. In the denouement of the narrative, the author expresses her own journey as an artist. It largely supports the notion of self-reflection and acceptance.