I AM......

I may not be any enticing pearl

But I am more than a glutton girl. 

I may not be any magazine's front cover. ...

But I am more than a book lover. 

Neither do I wanna be my dad's princess

Nor do I wanna be someone's queen

Neither do I wanna be the sister of a renowned brother

Nor do I want people to carry me on their arms further

I am not be the epitome of serenity

I am not the quintissence of sanity

I shout aloud and oppose the things I hate

I get insane and cry when people reject me saying"It was your fate"

YES I CRY

I cry when people leave me

I cry when my confidants don't believe me

ICRY........

All just see my crying 

But when I am rising....no one is prying

All see my figure

What about my vigour???

Listen all...its not a suicide note

For I won't let the few crabs to make my life rot

I know I can't make something like Michalengaelo's " David "

I know I can't paint something like Escher's " Relativity "

I know I can't write something like Dante's " Inferno"

STILL an artist I would be

And would paint my life's canvas with liveliness

An itinerant I would be

And would wander over my every nerve, my every heartbeat, my every grey cell....

Untill I find the death door key

A Sculptor I would be 

And would carve the most beautiful date ever with my love ...(my life-no)..my death

UNTILL I am in its arms.

(Thanks for reading♥)