By Bandana Terangpi
I am not a poet,
Just someone who dreams of poetry
Believing the words I write
Are whispers etched in ink.
No grand story to tell
No profound words to share-
Just an ordinary soul,
With an unremarkable dream
Of becoming a poet.
A poet who is seen,
A poet who is cherished
A poet who learns to love
And to be loved in return.
By Bandana Terangpi
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