The Ugly Duckling

By Abismita Barthakur

When physics and gravity

Were just gibberish to my ears,

And Superman was a familiar,

Flying seemed a cool thing,

Four years old me ,old boxes,

We had great chemistry together,

Even a million boo-boos and owies

Couldn't dampen the young spirit

For I believed, I could fly.

11th birthday brought lots of gifts

But the awaited letter never came,

An ordinary broom, a broken arm

Made me believe, I could never fly.

19th birthday worked wonders,

And brought a revelation so happy,

Realized, I have always been flying,

For I have always been forgiving

To me forgiving came always easy

Broke the chain blocking the mind

Got my wings , became Supergirl

That was the story of me

Getting my superpower.

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

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