Writing

From our creative partner in Gurugram, Haryana just outside of Delhi in India

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Today’s poem is taken from Dr. Shruti Shankar Gaur’s book Four Decades , The Prose of My Life, Section 1 titled Inner Chaos.

My writer friends inspire me, 
They write with such diversity
I am like, “Wow, man!” 
“I love your curiosity.”

And when I scan what I write, 
The same pattern I find, 
Every poem is based on ‘me’
My quest to know myself and Thee.

If you meet me, 
I may have my mask on,
I may dodge you by smiling. 
You won’t discover my heart’s whining,
But that doesn’t work with the writing.

Writing is a sort of meditation, 
I write in a state of flow,
I believe in every word that comes through me, 
My writing mirrors the authenticity. 

Thus, I continue writing my morning journal,
Churning my soul for more adventure, 
Through my writing, I surrender
To my own soul’s hunger.

About the Author: Dr. Shruti Shankar Gaur describes herself as a nonplussed mother, a Luna to her Alpha, a passionate entrepreneur, a novice thinker, a hard-core dreamer, a scruffy poet, a true seeker, and an unusual sinner. She bares her soul in her blog: Pain & Bliss - Contact the author: https://linktr.ee/dr.shrutishankargaur