Am I a Poetess?

I am a poetess as I can imagine the unimaginable.

I want to imbibe nature.

I desire to love endlessly.

And, I love to dream with my dreamy eyes and dreamy mind !!

The harsh realities of today can’t camouflage my desires.

As I wish to burn the world’s hatred with my ‘mighty pen’

The goal to overcome those passionate struggles,

The fearlessness to move ahead in stressful times,

The ‘wanted’ company, which I long for,

The guilty pleasures of childhood, youth and adulthood,

Are all provided to me by this lovable, tiny and seemingly unimportant “Ink” of mine !!

My poetess’ mind never lets me sleep until I pour my heart out on my “Little Journal”

The realization of the fact that I am a poetess

 makes me feel strong and complete about myself..

It ignites my soul which probably can illuminate other souls.

The satisfaction I derive is inexplicable.

Thus, gradually, hesitatingly, unconsciously as well as consciously,

I agree and I am glad to accept

That I am a poetess who is breathing, smelling , speaking and munching poetry !!