By Asya Girdhar

“Always the poet, never the poem”,
a phrase that is quite well-known,
but they don't know about your mind,
a realm full of fantasies and tortures combined.
O' mighty poet, the master of words,
you bring every emotion to life through your works.
Weaving and spinning the yarn,
to make sweaters which everyone will wear,
somehow and somewhere.
I give an ode to you,
for turning turmoils into mesmerizing artworks
and conveying ideas which go unheard.
O' mighty poet, keep typing, until the sand fills the hourglass,
because you make me feel not like a misfit, but a person worthy of life.
O mighty poet, don't ever let your ink run out,
for you give breath to life's symphony.
By Asya Girdhar
Beautiful
Love it :)
Beautifully expressed
This is so beautifully written 😍
Dear Aasya I love the way❤️ you weave words with your imagination. It’s so fresh yet so meaningful core to its depth. Keep writing always