Everybody writes, the difference remains that some brave enough bare the words for the world to recognise and contemplate bagging the label of 'writer'. You think expressing one's emotion is difficult, you have no idea the courage it requires to present the world with a concrete proof of your innermost desires and lowliest of insecurities. When the words of a story are inked on the parchment of paper, the fiction becomes as much a part of the author's life as a real can ever be. And baring that part clashes with the fear of not criticism but total disregard. Conquering this fear,my friend, is the mere inch of difference between a "writer" and you.
So people, who have come this far with this book, go write the things you want people to hear, go write out the emotions you keep bottled up and let your pen bleed, or in this case fingers move. If not for the world, then for yourself.
Go forward, if this book intrigues you enough, this writer promises not to disappoint you. And also write up, if you find any of the words relatable or even if you think it was lame. Promise not to take it to heart. Aleast not much!
©Poems by Felicity
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Admist Chaos
PoetryThe world is a big place and being the social animals, we humans tend to shorten the distance through conversations. Yet, loads of things remain unsaid, millions of voices remain unheard, and sometimes the world becomes unbearable and unfair. Some c...
