A struggling writer

Who is a writer?

The one who changes,

their experience and imagination;

into something so magical.

Swords are their pens,

to injustice.

When you know that,

you have an inborn talent as a writer;

What will be your first search?

From whom did I accquire it?

isn't it?

A special quality I accquired from my dad.

It was in my genes,

to write.

I wrote my experiences,

I wrote my dreams;

fused reality and imagination in the right proportion.

Yet, the doors that I knocked,

didn't even unbolt themselves.

The publishers were not open;

to fresh writers I guess.

They wanted to keep their name up, maybe.

Let us go in the current way,

they thought.

Nobody is open to take a little change?

Automatic reply they send;

famous publications,

whom I approached through a mail.

Not even read the mail!

Programmed already,

they would send the same reply;

for every request someone made.

Efforts, were they;

reading them was a respect to it.

sad, I was to all of it,

but not broken;

I do believe in my talent.

I will continue,

to write.

passion, it is for me!

Support, I give myself.

Not a bit over confident,

yet I know I can do it.

Made for it,

yes, I was.

Struggling writer , you can call me;

but not a hopeless one in anycase.

Trust, I assure;

for the quality of my work for now and always.

Heart I put into it;

and mind goes along in an automatic way!

Struggling writer, I may be;

but not an incapable one.

So, I created a platform,

to publish what I have got.

I will always climb the steps.

The steps, which I have climbed before ;

from where I fall.

But will never loose hope,

as I believe in me!