How We All Started “Writing”?
A poem and a question.

I had no clue Of writing my way to my heart The heart was closed The pen was far
One day, I saw someone It felt like something He was the only hope To open this messed up heart
I had no clue When I started writing About every single detail Of everyday happenings
The writing was nothing special It was about the pen he touched About the water bottle, he asked me The same color we wore
You know now I am a dreamy girl Who believed in my heart Just because it was like a sun and stars
The year ended With the souvenirs in my box The pen and the bottle With the dairy of my hope
That was the day I wrote last time For the next 2 years It was just a pen and a notebook
The heart was closed The dairy became notebook And Yes with the broken heart I started writing.
I always wanted to write because I had few friends who used to write poems, stories, and articles but I never had the imagination to write. There was one girl who used to say if you have a broken heart you can write poetry and I think in my case it worked.
“If you have a story to tell on how you started writing please do tell me as a poem or story or in responses feel free to share it with me.”
A confession:- “I still have that bottle but I am not sure about the pen and that dairy I wrote, the long dreamy poems make me laugh. I wanted to throw them away but my mother told me to save them so I can look at them after 20 years and say to myself ‘Oh so that’s how I started writing’.”
A little something about me Rohini Singh.
My recent poem on the Prompt of “Share The Love” publication.
