I write because it frees me.
Because it heals me.
Because it eases my heart,
… my mind, and my soul.
I write because it’s who I am.
A writer, an author
– a lover of history and its mysteries,
and a lover of people’s uniqueness.
I don’t want to be rich or famous.
I don’t write to one day be a celebrity.
I write to clear the whirlwind in my head.
Some days the breeze is gentle.
Some days it is a hurricane.
I write this verses for they are the pills to my dying soul,
They are the hands that raise my suffering soul,
I write this verse for they are my elixirs…
Let me be drunk in thee,
Dear poetry…
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