I am one who is forever in love with words, especially with the magic they create. I love narrating, describing, world-building, creating characters—anything that leads to story or novel writing. However, like anyone else, I am not perfect, never will be. So despite having this burning passion for writing, I still have weaknesses and insecurities. One is poem-making.
Never in my life have I seen myself successfully write a poem. Whenever I create one, everything feels and sounds wrong—everything seems forced. I don’t want that. I don’t want any of my writing to sound and look forced. That, as much as possible, I want it to appear natural and smooth. But how would it be one if I let fear and doubt conquer my heart and soul?
How could I produce one if all I have in my head is “I’m not good at it! I’m a novelist, not a poet! It will only sound cringe!”
How will I also learn and improve if I don’t give myself a chance to try until my pen loses its ink, till my fingers are too worn out to write?
So, last night, I decided to put that fear aside and allowed myself to compose a poem that shows the concept of the first arc of my novel, The Stars Beyond Us. It isn’t as good as what I want to read from me, yet, but it is part of the process. I should let myself practice; I should let my crafts be read by others, and be understood by magnificent minds.
This poem highly depicts some of the themes/realities I am voicing out in the novel, and, yes, this is how I have been freeing the thoughts and wars in my head ever since I was young.
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Late up for this, for I only have the courage to write and publish a poem!! But here's the "summary??" of the first arc. Haha! Gonna publish the sixth chapter in a while <33
Thank you!!
