One Vulnerable Dot

Souls who fall for the storms, And live with the winds, Coming from far, Of miles unknown. In search of that home, Where they’d belong. This journey begun, when I was drowning deep in despair, with mental breakdown, fell down faded, like ashes in ground. Abandoned in knowns, World said ‘ you deserve to be alone for being a social disaster “, while Patriarchy said, “a submissive gender has no right to be a defender”. To talk it out, I started to write, that sailed me through the darkest of nights. And I discovered poetry, as healing soul song. Thus my journal became a journey, written in verse all narrating a story I Risked therefore I am I Failed therefore I am I conquered therefore I am.