I can do anything my love
though cannot do everything
I can fly away from you
Though you have clipped my wings
You do not know the power
Of my mind and will
You may have fatal weapons
I have paper and a quill
A pen is mightier than
A sword or a knife
He, who believes in violence,
Does not value his life
I’m a poet and an artist,
I dance and sing melodious songs
I look feeble, delicate, and frail,
Actually, I am very strong
I’ve been through many adversities,
I have passed many fire tests,
In my present existence
My grit and verve are manifest
There is a passion and a flame,
Burning inside my core,
That wouldn’t let me ever die
I am a real survivor.
~Sudha Dixit
Bangalore, India