My Superpower

My power is to write,

Write what’s wrong

Everything that looks right

Just on the outside.


I sure can express

Emotions of grief, sorrow or happiness

To illustrate a soul

That has made his life a mess.


I can reach to people

With words good or bad

Emotions happy or sad

Making their stomachs tickle.


To some writing is a tool

But it’s my superpower

As I felt afraid to speak

But fearlessly write.


Not only that

But I love my power

To give purpose to my empty sheet

To give purpose from my blot of ink.

This poem won in Instagram Weekly Contest held by @delhipoetryslam on the theme 'My Superpower'

1 comment

  • Good work!Really appreciable!


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