Monday, February 03, 2014

Me a writer ?

These past three years have made me question my very existence, which is as any other person defined by the profession one belongs to. I have searched and searched and somehow the answer has evaded me, there seems to be no need for what I bring to a professional table. I have done then what I know best write. With this poem I hope to begin a journey. Do not know whether it has a destination.
But it would mean a lot if you could share this journey with me as you have till now. Do read what I have to share with you.

http://qpeka.com/library/poem/52ef78f20cf2f0414f206033

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Hi,

I loved your Poem :)..it is beautiful!

Regards,
Radhika