Poetry

I have always found it easiest to express myself poetically. From the time I could write, I was writing some sort-of-my-own version of poetry. In over a dozen journals, I’ve kept record of my life experiences and, most of them are strewn with short-hand. The pages acting as a canvas to my inner poet. My words have always spoken to me in great detail and depth, long after I write them on paper- They have been my compass and road map, since- forever. Throughout the course of 2011, living in Asia, I wrote over 100 poems. And now, I see it as a true privilege to start sharing them with other eyes, hearts and open-minds…

A note to “the poets”,

my verses may go askew,

like my thoughts-at times.

forgive me, for –

meter disrupted,
punctuation constructed.

I take liberty in long-winded stanzas

and

write to expel, not to sell.

My vocabulary coerced,

by infinite depths.

And, if those depths speak to me,

and me alone,