My Creativity Is My Refuge Poem by Bharati Nayak

When I feel hurt by words and behaviour, rough and acidic
That lacerate my heart deep within
I take refuge in my creativity
There my pen weeps instead of my eyes.
When I feel alone and forlorn
My pen and paper call me with love
I get a safe shelter under them
I pour out my emotions without restraints
There my words flow rather than my eyes
In their company I feel so secured.
To the loud voice, condemnation or injustice
My pen and paper answer them in silence
They heal my wounds like a soothing balm
They guide me to an enlightened world.
Sometimes I find nobody to tell my success story
I take to my pen and papers
and scribble down few lines
To motivate myself which give me
courage to stride ahead.
Pen and papers are my best friends
They are friends in my need
They wipe out my bruises and tears
They are selfless and
Never ask for anything in return.
I hope my journey will always be joyful and smooth
With my faithful friends Pen and Papers.
@ Bharati Nayak