I am not
Answerable to anyone.
I have
Carved out my own space.
My own words-
My cross points.
I am sticking to truth,
Flexible though.
My poetic forms-
My breezes.
With my beauty and light
I take charge to clean all dark.
True to life,
I survive.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem