Do I proclaim myself to be a writer?
Do I really qualify to be the one?
Do my writings appease others or not?
Do I have that grit and resolve to stay here?
This Monachopsis of being a writer
is A dilemma for me constantly
The dubious cluttered mind of mine
keeps on pricking my conscious
I feverishly search for appropriate words
Metaphors and similes, different morphed words
Play hide n seek with me, nudging me naughtily
Push me still into those small patches of self doubt
Looking at other's brilliance in penning
my self esteem gets shaken violently
Faint Monachopsis threaten to grow strong
Writer's block seems to be knocking at mind's door
Then I say to myself "No, it isn't done
I'm what I'm, an unique piece
Exclusively designed and carefully made
With my own features and inclinations
I love to write, writing is my lifeline
I know for sure, I'll catch those mischievous words
Ofcourse I'll play with them to my heart's fill
Giggling, rolling but careful about fall
I belong here, definately..This is my place
No MONACHOPSIS will going to defeat my spirit
I want to grow learning from others
I am certain about my share of appreciation n love!"
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By Sumana Venkat

Superb Sumana. Yes you are born to be a poet, writer and with a vision of creativity. Waiting for more creative writings from you. All the best
With regards, Meena
Oh Suman. …each time you are getting better and better…..👏🏻👏🏻
And we the readers do grow in our vocabulary too (a new word I learnt Monachopsis)
As I have witnessed your transformation over these few years I feel you are born to be one🌹 All the words are in your mind already ….How you play with them is only remaining
So are not only unique You are special
Regards
Dr Damayanthi