Chirag Kapoor. (6/1/99 / Patiala, Punjab)
Biography of Chirag Kapoor.
For as long as I can remember, writing poems has been my release. It has given me a chance to escape into the world I created: my words became my confidants, my language my peace. I know that some of the greatest works of literature emerged out of hardships, but I also know that great poets can grow and develop in programs. I can be shaped into a poet I’ve always wanted to become. Being raised by my family has taught me that the focus shouldn’t be on where you’ve been, but on where you’re going—and more importantly, where you want to go. I would be the first person in my family to write poems, but really I just want to be the first to truly follow my dreams. I was fortunate enough to publish some words of mine in our world full of words. I’ll never forget when my Principal, St. Veneta, read my poem and said, “You, Chirag Kapoor, are a very good poet.” I walked class smiling the whole way, saying over and over to myself, “I’m a good poet. I’m a poet.” These are words I never thought I’d be able to say. I know I can continue to prove to everyone in this world, and to myself that I really am a good poet.
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Before an Examination
The little letters dance across the page
Flaunt and retire, and trick the tired eyes
Sick of the strain, the glaring light, I rise
Yawning and stretching, full of empty rage
At the dull maunderings of a long dead sage
Fling up the windows, fling aside his lies
Choosing to breathe, not stifle and be wise
And let the air pour in upon my cage