My Greatest Gift And My Greatest Curse! ! ! Poem by Saravana Kumar

They call me a poet whose words can touch any human heart,
no matter whether the person is near or staying miles apart,
some say i'm blessed, thats why with the words i always play,
and there is a sense of reality in all the feelings i portray.

I don't know whether this blessing i have, is a gift or a curse,
will it make my life better or is it going make it more worse,
for every word i write, i put my heart through a lot of pain,
though it aches, i still continue for this pain will always remain.

Every word is taken from my past, for the future seems so bleak,
everytime i hold onto a pen, my heart gets more and more weak,
hundreds of poems i have penned down, yet there is so much to write,
so many battlefields to cross and so many battles are left to fight.

Though it hurts to write, sometimes they do put me in some peace,
going back to the days of happiness, all the pain momentarily cease,
a love, that changed my life still lives in the shades of my past,
smiling, playing with my heart, a playground that now seems so vast.

I'm not a born poet, i'm again one of the creations of that cupid,
who in this game of love, was always made to look like a stupid,
for people reading my words, hopefully will realize my pain too,
Love is not an easy journey, think before you say 'I LOVE YOU'.

This is a journey i'm left to travel alone till the very end,
there will be no hands to wipe my tears or no soul to befriend,
when all is said and done, i would have left behind millions of verse,
to make people understand, these words were 'My Greatest Gift And My Greatest Curse'